She had been so consumed with escaping her own misery, she hadn't considered the misery she might inflict.
Ruby stepped toward him. Edward, she said softly. It was the first time she had called him by name. Learn this from me. Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a we...
Please make it yesterday, when Papa came home.
Please love one another, talk to one another, don’t let trivialities dissolve friendships…
People say they find love, as if it were an object hidden by a rock. But love takes many forms, and it is never the same for any man and woman. What people find then is a love. And Eddie found a cert...
People say they find love, as if it were an object hidden by a rock. But love takes many forms and it is never the same for any man and woman. What people find then is a CERTAIN love.
People often belittle the place where they were born but heaven can be found in the most unlikely places.
People haven’t found meaning in their lives, so they’re running all the time looking for it. They think the next car, the next house, the next job. Then they find those things are empty, too, and they...
Once, lovers on faraway shoressat by candlelight and dipped ink toparchment, writing words that couldnot be erased.They took an evening to composetheir thoughts, maybe the next evening aswell. When th...
Once you learn how to die, you learn how to live.
Now. My turn. Look, if you say that science will eventually prove there is no God, on that I must differ. No matter how small they take it back, to a tadpole, to an atom, there is always something the...
Now that child reminds me of something our sages taught. When a baby comes into the world, it's hands are clenched, right? Like this?He made a fist.Why? Because a baby, not knowing any better, wants t...
Morrie might have died without ever seeing me again. I had no good excuse for this, except the one that everyone these days seems to have. I had become too wrapped up in the siren song of my own life....
Monsieur Django, I presume? Duke Ellington said, offering his hand. Monsieur
Memories are not in places, Papa. Memories are in your mind. They're here, too.
Man rarely knows his own power,
Love. . . . You are born in it . . . you return to it.
Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all.
Life has to end. Love doesn't.
Learn what you do not know. Understand the consequences of counting the moments.