By acknowledging my impermanence, I can consider if there is anything I can do now to help my loved ones who will be left behind cope with losing me and to facilitate healing.

By seizing every opportunity for kindness, forgiveness, healing, and love that crosses my path each day, I hope that my death, although perhaps sad for some, will be gracefully concluded.

The shift from thinking that I must feel forgiveness to the practice of repetitive giving forgiveness has helped me in my healing journey.

Surrendering to the best of my abilities when the price of life has outweighed its benefit may be a compassionate choice for me and those around me.

As I enlarged my vision to see the bigger picture of my dad’s full life, I was better able to let go of being stuck in memories of its end.

As I inch forward to embrace my life again by being mindful, writing books, and planning adventures, I sense my dad would approve. I know he would want me to be happy.

I am certain that I’m not the only one who would like to have a do-over on an interaction with a loved one.

A paradigm shift of viewing palliative care or hospice as a gift instead of seeing it as giving up has the potential to change the way we experience advanced age.

I believe it’s imperative to bring the light of support and knowledge to patients and families when death is approaching.

Without guidance and support for patients and families approaching death, there may be unnecessary conflict, confusion, and trauma that linger long after the passing of a loved one.

It behooves me to remember as I advance in age that death is an inevitable part of the life cycle rather than a medical failure.

We are still living with the ideology of compromise, not with the ideology of recognition

Good decision making is the result of years of experience making and learning from one's choices - good and bad.

It's a sad moment, really, when parents first become a bit frightened of their children.

The denial of contemporary genius is the rule rather than the exception. No one counts the eagles in the nest, till there is a rush of wings; and lo! they are flown.

To say what your disguise is would be foolish.

The difference between towering and cowering is totally a matter of inner posture.

Mars and Venus are at it again. This time, Hephaestus is standing by with a private detective, a photographer, and a lawyer.

Physiologically less violent and psychologically more suitable to a concrete type of mind.

It was hard to follow my dreams... I didn't let anything stop me.

Just write what you love and what a movie you'd like to see.