Maybe, if we just accepted our deaths, we might finally start to live.
Everyone who got to where they are had to begin where they were.
Leah taught me that the greatest secret of life is that we find exactly what we're looking for. In spite of what happens to us, ultimately we decide whether our lives are good or bad, ugly or beautiful.
Forgiveness is the key to the heart's shackles.
The first casualty of hitting rock bottom is vanity.
I think the secret to a hoppy life is a selective memory. Remember what you are most grateful for and quickly forget what your not.