I'm Irish!...When I feel well I feel better than anyone, when I am in pain I yell at the top of my lungs, and when I am dead I shall be deader than anybody.

Bodies wear out to remind us they are temporary, and force us to spend more thought on our spirits

He took her into his arms again, using all his strength to be gentle, and let his lips touch hers so lightly he could hardly feel it.

She enjoys rain for its wetness, winter for its cold, summer for its heat. She loves rainbows as much for fading as for their brilliance. It is easy for her, she opens her heart and accepts everything.

Intuition is the voice of the spirit within you.

Waiting is worse than knowing. Grief rends the heart cleanly, that it may begin to heal; waiting shreds the spirit.

Wine could become a place rather than a beverage.