Often, what seems an impossible climb is just a staircase without the steps drawn in.

In a dark moment I ask, "How can anyone bring a child into this world?" And the answer rings clear, "Because there is no other world, and because the child has no other way into it."

Before you pledge your undying love to someone, make them promise they won't die.

Perhaps God gives us a physical body so that every time we change our mind, we won’t be someone else.

There is a public me and a private me, who, if they were separate people, probably wouldn't exchange Christmas cards.

There is a strong chance that siblings who turn out well were hassled by the same parents.

If you could travel back in time to the present moment, what would you do differently?