The Law is a grim, unsmiling thing. Not Justice, though. Justice is witty and whimsical and kind and caring.

Loss is essential, loss is part and parcel of that necessary calamity called life. Mind you, I'm not complaining. Thanks to some inexplicable universal guiding force, it is always the worthless things we lose - slough off, like a moulting snake. Losing and losing again, is the very basis of the process, til all we are left with is the bare essence of human existence.

Remembering bred its own peculiar sorrow. It seemed so unfair: that time should render both sadness and happiness into a source of pain.

The whole quilt is much more important than any single square.

...the face has limited space. My mother used to say, if you fill your face with laughing, there will be no more room for crying.

Distance was a dangerous thing, she knew. Distance changed people.

...you have to use your failures as stepping stones to success. You have to maintain a fine balance between hope and despair. In the end it’s all a question of balance.