I guess when you see somebody in the hallway or on the field or something, it's nice to know that they are a real person.

Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

She wasn't bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.

There's nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.

Old pictures look very rugged and young, and the people in the photographs always seem a lot happier than you are.

We accept the love we think we deserve.

I really think that everyone should have watercolors, magnetic poetry, and a harmonica.

Maybe these are my glory days, and I'm not ever realizing it because they involve a ball.

And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

please believe that things are good with me, and even when they're not, they will be soon enough. And i will always believe the same about you.

And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her. Because there was nothing to gain, and that didn't matter.

My biggest flaw is probably my attention span or lack thereof. And while it might seem contradictory, my biggest strength is my work ethic.

Things can be funny when people are uneasy. It softens them up and stops them falling asleep on the sofa. I like those moments where people half-smile and half-wince.

Be brave. Cowards always get hurt. Brave men generally come out unharmed.

Let me be really here, here in this place and this time where I am.

God does not accept weak, boring, halfhearted worship!

Home is a complex and resonant idea.

A hundred children, a hundred individuals who are people--not people-to-be, not people of tomorrow, but people now, right now--today.

There was so much goodness in my life. So much happiness. I wondered whether I deserved any of it.

What we find is that if you have a goal that is very, very far out, and you approach it in little steps, you start to get there faster. Your mind opens up to the possibilities.

At war a Russian man puts on a white shirt. He may live in sin, but he dies like a saint.