The past hadn't been erased just because a new future had been handed it.

When you only do what is expected of you, you never learn what you would've done had you chosen for yourself.

We are born knowing how to be just. And we die knowing we spent a lifetime pretending we didn't.

I don't know very many people who can piece together eloquent prayers when their souls are wounded. Words don't come at those times, but tears do. I have always thought of my tears as prayers.

Our flaws are obvious, yet we are loved and able to love, if we choose, because there is that bit of the divine still smoldering in us.

You shouldn't imagine things that you haven't a shred of proof happened.

Confidence tends to minimize the magnitude of the choice.