Raising or caring for children requires sacrifice and service, which, I believe, heals us from the destructive forces of self-centeredness.

There's a problem with marrying up. You always worry that someday they'll see through you and leave. Or, worse yet, someone better will come along and take her. In my case, it wasn't someone. And it wasn't something better.

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've come to know that what we want in life is the greatest indication of who we really are (p. 331).

So much of young adult literature has turned dark, almost pathological. It's almost as if there is a race to see who can be the most dysfunctional.

I absolutely love playing the game 'Risk.

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.