"You know, I've wondered if it's more painful to lose someone you love to death or to lose someone you love because she no longer loves you back." "I don't know," I said. "On the surface, it seems an easy question. It should be so much easier to lose someone who doesn't love you, because why would you want to be with someone who doesn't want you? But rejection's not an east road. A part of you always wonders what makes you so unlovable."

Joy isn't the natural response to blessings - joy is what comes from acknowledging them.

It has been a mistake living my life in the past. One cannot ride a horse backwards and still hold its reins.

People can become so blinded by their own perceived victimhood that they make victims of everyone around them.

Sometimes we can only find ourselves by first losing ourselves.

There are none so impoverished as those who do not acknowledge the abundance of their lives

Like all living things, love, too, struggles against hardship, and in the process sheds its fatuous skin to expose one composed of more than just a storm of emotion-one of loyalty and divine friendship. And though it may be temporarily blinded by adversity, it never gives in or up, holding tight to lofty ideals that transcend this earth and time- while its counterfeit simply concludes it was mistaken and quickly runs off to find the next real thing.