I've yet to read a love story that compares with mine.

The truest grace is not to forgive, but to have never found fault.

Life is what happens to us while we're planning something else.

It is often during the worst of times that we see the best of humanity–awakening within the most ordinary of us that which is most sublime. I do not believe that it is circumstance that produces such greatness any more than it is the canvas that makes the artist. Adversity merely presents the surface on which we render our souls’ most exacting likeness. It is in the darkest skies that stars are best seen.

Commitment to a plan or thought carries with it a force that can influence the unconscious mind and bring about the desired effect. In other words, once we decide to have something, the mind unconsciously begins to create the reality necessary to bring to pass what we desire.

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

So often the pain of our life is no more than a reminder to take our hand off the stove.