If you can't forgive and forget, pick one.

It comes down to whether you believe in seven miraculous escapes a week or one guardian angel.

In the end, who among us does not choose to be a little less right to be a little less lonely.

Inner beauty, too, needs occasionally to be told it is beautiful.

We envy others, for we see their lives in broad outline, while forced to live ours in every detail.

It's not that perfection cannot be achieved. It's that it's so hard to stop there.

There is part of us that stands in quiet witness to what we do, taking notes, waiting for a solitary moment to bring up the subject.