In the morning light, I remembered how much I loved the sound of wind through the trees. I laid back and closed my eyes, and I was comforted by the sound of a million tiny leaves dancing on a summer morning.

The Grim Reaper doesn't disappear... he catches up.

If you make something your life's work, make sure it's something you can feel proud of when you're an old relic like me.

As exciting, difficult, and memorable as our past can be, there comes a time when we have to get on with living.

It occurred to me then that it was in times of struggle that I found the best parts of myself - courage, loyalty, an unexpected peace - and I always discovered what I needed to break through and go on.

There's something comforting about the companionship of animals in a new place.

I go to a Catholic school and I'm telling you: invisibility = eternal damnation. You can take it to the bank.