It was, I remembered thinking, the most difficult walk anyone ever had to make. In every way, a walk to remember.

I love you," he finally whispered. She leaned forward and touched his face. "I know. And I love you, too.

Life doesn't often turn out the way we think it will, does it?

Love is the essence of a full and wonderful life.

She was a stranger now, but she'd been a friend once, and that was enough for him.

Maybe I don't want to be defined by what I do. Maybe I'd like to be defined by what I am.

First you will smile, and then you will cry -- don't say you haven't been warned.