We can spend our days bemoaning our losses, or we can grow from them. Ultimately the choice is ours. We can be victims of circumstance or masters of our own fate, but make no mistake, we cannot be both. The Walk - Epilogue Page 288

You're the type who thinks of the glass as being half full, instead of half empty. "No," she said, "I'm just grateful for the glass.

The smells of Christmas are the smells of childhood [p. 53]

Everyone has problems. It's how you choose to deal with them. Some people choose to be whiners some choose to be winners. Some choose to be victims some choose to be victors.

Usually the most interesting stories are written not on paper but hearts.

Could it be that to truly love a thing is not to desire it, but to desire happiness for it?

People aren't wired to be alone. Even in the stressful population of prison, solitary confinement is still considered a cruel punishment.