Aging is not just decay, you know, its growth.

If we knew what comes next, we never would have worried.

But she wasn’t around, and that’s the thing when your parents die, you feel like instead of going in to every fight with backup, you are going into every fight alone.

We move through places every day that would never have been if not for those who came before us. Our workplaces, where we spend so much time--we often think they began with our arrival. That's not true.

There are no random acts...We are all connected...You can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind.

I'm in love with hope.

Hello, Edward. I've been waiting for you.