Sitting high above the city, Father Time realized that knowing something and understanding it were not the same thing.
She felt worthless and hollow. There was no hope of fixing this.And when hope is gone, time is punishment.
Personally, I always wondered about authors and celebrities who loudly declared there was no God. It was usually when they were healthy and popular and being listened to by crowds. What happens, I won...
Once, when Giselle was alive, he thought about the future. Now he only thought about the past.
No life is a waste, the Blue Man said. The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.
Morrie, Koppel said, that was seventy years ago your mother died. The pain still goes on?You bet, Morrie whispered.
Man invents nothing God did not create first.
Love is not revenge. It can't be thrown like a rock. And you can't create it to fix your problems. Forcing love is like picking a flower then insisting that it grow.
Learning to pay attention? How important could that be? I now know it is more important than almost everything they taught us in college.
Knowing something and understanding it were not the same thing.
Jauh lebih menyenangkan merasa bahwa Tuhan mendengarkanmu dan mengatakan tidak, ketimbang merasa tak ada siapa pun yang mendengarkanmu
I was so ashamed. It made me hard on you, when I was trying to be hard on me. We are blinded by our regrets, Annie. We don’t realize who else we punish while we’re punishing ourselves.
How do you let go of anger? How do you release a fury you’ve been standing on for so long, you would stumble if it were yanked away? As Sully sat in his old room, holding the letter, he felt himself l...
He was so accustomed to being correct in his judgments. Had he been spared the smaller mistakes in life only to make the biggest one at the end?
He nodded toward the window with the sunshine streaming in. You see that? You can go out there, outside, anytime. You can run up and down the block and go crazy. I can't do that. I can't go out. I can...
Had he known his death was imminent, he might have gone somewhere else. Instead, he did what we all do. He went about his dull routine as if all the days in the world were still to come.
Everyone joins a band in this life. And what you play always affects someone. Sometimes, it affects the world. Frankie’s symphony ends. And so, at last, we rest.
Every person on the planet-including Grace, Lorraine, Victor and Sarah- will instantly stop aging. And one person with start.
Believe, hard work, love-you have those things, you can do anything.
I don't know what it is about food your mother makes for you, especially when it's something that anyone can make - pancakes, meat loaf, tuna salad - but it carries a certain taste of memory.