We're all moons. Sometimes our dark sides overshadow our light.

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.

I believe that in spite of the chains we bind ourselves with, there's a primordial section of the human psyche that is still nomadic and still yearns to roam free.

The first step of a journey is always the longest.

I don't think it is as much a human foible as it is a human curse that we cannot understand the beauty of a thing until it is gone.

To choose the path is to choose the destination, but sometimes it seems that the path is under our feet even before we know we're walking.

There's no hurt so great that love can't heal it.