Miracles are out there somewhere. You just got to find them.

The way I figure it, we know we got this world, so live in this one while you’re here. I figure the next one will take care of itself.

It's the responsibility of the survivor to tell the story.

I'm an old Catholic. I don't believe in anything Catholic but I do believe that Catholicism keeps me from committing suicide.

Why else do we live, except to be loved and remembered by those we love?

We're all just in our bodies for a moment in our life. Such a brave and lovely act it is to let the body celebrate.

Sometimes the world is so beautiful it hurts.