Train yourself to listen to that small voice that tells us what's important and what's not.
There's nothing quite as irksome as someone else's mess.
Ghosts don't haunt us. That's not how it works. They're present among us because we won't let go of them." "I don't believe in ghosts," I said, faintly. "Some people can't see the color red. That doesn't mean it isn't there," she replied.
There is no sound so terrible as a man's sorrow for his own death.
Lucky is the spouse who dies first, who never has to know what survivors endure.
Beware the dark pool at the bottom of our hearts. In its icy, black depths dwell strange and twisted creatures it is best not to disturb.