Looking back in time was very exciting to me. But looking forward is more challenging—nothing unfolds as you anticipate, and it’s the small things, not the huge geologic shifts, that make or break you...
Happiness, I have grasped, is a destination, like strawberry Fields. Once you find the way in, there you are, and you'll never feel low again.
Martha sat back. She felt her chest heaving, and in the silence that followed, she looked into Julia’s eyes and saw, past the challenging stance, the self-loathing, the effects of the wine, Lynnie. An...
How many other lives are hidden, and hearts are seeking? How many would give anything in the world to be held by the person they love?
A small happiness can make a big sadness less sad.
A rainy day can actually be a very important day. And a small hope isn't really small if it makes a lost hope less sad.
[S]he spontaneously threw back her head and trumpeted,I'm rent! I'm rent! as if she were hurling a challenge with all her might beyond the limits of the sky.
Yes, we can all cart our fractured selves along as we move through our lives. But we can choose whether we keep plodding along the same rutted road, or take a turn we'd never thought was ours to take.
Well, ain't that just the way of the world. Everything come to an end, whether you wants it to or not. All that nature out there: over. The Snare: dead and gone. Even a love that make a man giddy and...
She’s sad in the way Laura wears glasses and Max has freckles and Beth is retarded. There’s no reason, it’s just the way it is.
I lost myself, but in the end that helped me find myself. You’ve just got to have faith and work at it. With anything? I ask. Anything, she says, as a gap finally opens in the intersection. As long as...
He could not talk himself out of pain any longer. He had no one to be strong for. So finally, he cried. He cried with deep sobs, head bent to the ground, palms pressed to his eyes. He cried so hard th...
But those were only the headlines. The more important stories lay deep inside...p 292
Ah, look at that sunrise! Tim says at the first stoplight, lifting his arms toward the windshield. Four billion sunrises, over the dinosaurs, the pharaohs, and now ours today. And no one’s ever the sa...
Say these like it’s nothing. Teachers will say, Obviously in the childlike actions taken by the innocent half-wit Lennie, you can see Steinbeck’s extraordinary literary blah blah blah, and you’re supp...
There are two kinds of hope: the kind you couldn't do anything about and the kind you could. And even if the kind you could do something about wasn't what you'd originally wanted, it was still worth d...
Then, he says, as my mind got functioning, everything was just beautiful. There was no right or wrong feeling, no social pressure. I believe that's what heaven's going to be like...p 55
Sometimes you think you know what you want, she said, hugging her children, until you see how much more you can have.
She felt so lovely in his hands. She felt so loved in his eyes.
Love is when you care for somebody, and you be willing to go out of your way and do anything for that person, and to take care of that person, and if they have problems, that you can help them out any...