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

In the beginning, I had considered these stops on my journey as interruptions - but I'm coming to understand that perhaps these detours are my journey.

Broken vows are like broken mirrors. They leave those who held to them bleeding and staring at fractured images of themselves.

Feelings can be like wild animals-we underrate how fierce they are until we've opened their cage

. . . Harboring an emotion as powerful as gratitude has power of its own.

Every life can be learned from, as either a flame of hope or a cautionary flare.

We carry around in our heads these pictures of what our lives are supposed to look like, painted by the brush of out intentions. It's the great, deep secret of humanity that in the end none of our lives look the way we thought they would. As much as we wish to believe otherwise, most of life is a reaction to circumstances.