I look into the faces of people struggling with their own lives, and I do not see strangers.

What a unique treasure are the things we have learned to live without, for no thief can take them from us.

I'm discovering that everybody is a closet quotesmith. Just give them a chance.

Stored away in some brain cell is the image of a long-departed aunt you haven't thought of in 30 years. Stored away in another cell is the image of a pink pony stitched on your first set of baby pajamas. All it takes to get that aunt mounted on the back of that pony is to eat a hunk of meatloaf immediately before going to bed.

Blogs seem to have two magnetic poles, one attracting friends, the other repulsing relatives.

Each day, awakening, are we asked to paint the sky blue? Need we coax the sun to rise or flowers to bloom? Need we teach birds to sing, or children to laugh, or lovers to kiss? No, though we think the world imperfect, it surrounds us each day with its perfections. We are asked only to appreciate them, and to show appreciation by living in peaceful harmony amidst them. The Creator does not ask that we create a perfect world; He asks that we celebrate it.

Seeking happiness, I passed many travelers headed in the opposite direction, seeking happiness.