Alone-in moments of prayer or meditation, or simply in stillness-we breathe more deeply, see more fully, hear more keenly. We notice more, and in the process, we return to what is sacred.

Solitude is the soul's holiday, an opportunity to stop doing for others and to surprise and delight ourselves instead.

Growth and transformation occur not by changing who we are, but as we summon the courage to be who we are.

It has taken awhile, but I certainly do know it now ­­– the most wonderful gift I had, the gift I finally learned to cherish above all else, was the gift of all those perfectly ordinary days.

I can only bring peace to my children when I possess it myself.

We are the windows through which our children first see the world. Let us be conscious of the view.

Now I see that the journey was never meant to lead to some new and improved version of me; that it has always been about coming home to who I already am.

In stillness, we find our peace. Knowing peace at home, we bring peace into the world.

Stay focused on what is beautiful and abundant even as illness carves more and more of what you love away

Life finds its balance. Children grow up. Second chances come along. In the meantime, I could choose to savor this moment. What good would it do to allow annoyance to interfere with gratitude?

When we focus on what is good and beautiful in someone, whether or not we think that they "deserve" it, the good and beautiful are strengthened merely by the light of our attention.

From long experience she knew that she wore her loneliness like armor. Very few people ever recognized it for what it was. To the casual observer it looked very much like arrogance. Sometimes it was.

One great thing about growing old is that nothing is going to lead to anything. Everything is of the moment.

Age is like love, it cannot be hid.

Without doubt, the mightiest thought the mind can entertain is the thought of God, and the weightest word in any language is its word for God.

Harry Potter has kindly joined us for my rebirthing party. One might go so far as to call him my guest of honor.

A good woman's arms round a man's neck is a lifebelt thrown out to him from heaven.

You go back and look at things like Civil War, World War II, Vietnam, a lot of people dying in state-sponsored arm conflict

You see, faith means listening to your heart, not just your heard. It's not about ignoring facts; it's about being willing to see around them sometimes.

I can become you for a second and you can become me and this lifts us up.

Make sure the lubricant is unscented. Don't join fashionable 'schools of thought.' Read everything.