Hope in the beginning feels like such a violation of the loss, and yet without it we couldn't survive.

Maybe this is the point: to embrace the core sadness of life without toppling headlong into it, or assuming it will define your days.

What they never tell you about grief is that missing someone is the simple part.

It's and old, old story: I had a friend and we shared everything, and then she died and so we shared that, too.

The real hell of this, " he told her, "is that you're going to get through it.

Psychopaths know intellectually what is immoral they just don't have a feeling of immorality about it.

Baby it's you. You're the one I love. You're the one I need. You're the only one I see.

Good anecdote--bad reality.

Pass legislation. When Obama signs, you've shown seriousness and the ability to govern. When he vetoes, you've clarified the differences between party philosophies and prepared the ground for 2016.

Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many other lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?

It goes without saying that when survival is threatened, struggles erupt between peoples, and unfortunate wars between nations result.

Photography has not invented anything.

Come to the stable. Come to where the horses are, and the sweet, grainy, pungent smells.

In the end the reason for anything is inseparable from the reason for everything.

You can have it all without suffering from a meltdown.