Macy: “In Truth, ” I said, “there are no rules other than you have to tell the truth.”Wes: “How do you win?” he askedMacy: “That, ” I said, “is such a boy question.

There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.

The choices you make now, the people you surround yourself with, they all have the potential to affect your life, even who you are, forever.

I like flaws. I think they make things interesting.

Grief can be a burden, but also an anchor. You get used to the weight, how it holds you in place.

But that was the problem with having the answers. It was only after you gave them that you realized they sometimes weren't what people wanted to hear.

I didnt pay atteniton to times or distance, instead focusing on how it felt just to be in motion, knowing it wasn't about the finish line but how I got there that mattered.

Grieving doesn't make you imperfect. It makes you human.

I realized how truly hard it was, really, to see someone you love change right before your eyes. Not only is it scary, it throws your balance off as well.

That was the hard thing about grief, and the grieving. They spoke another language, and the words we knew always fell short of what we wanted them to say.

But all I could think of was how when nothing made sense and hadn't for ages, you just have to grab onto anything you feel sure of.

Nothing can be attained until all supports other than those of the pure Soul have been eliminated.

To become a better you, concentrate on the work at hand at the moment. Do it and do it well.

Ah, how quickly the hands on the clock circle toward the future we thought was far away! And how soon we become our mothers.

You can believe in God without believing in immortality, but it is hard to see how anyone can believe in immortality and not believe in God.

I think I'm a bit of a dreamer. I don't like the reality of life to impinge much on my life.

I sort of just wrote the songs, the way I wanted to write them, sing them the way I wanted to sing them, perform the way I wanted to perform.

But I think if you treat people well, they embrace you. The other stuff, it just doesn't matter.

The human brain is generally regarded as a complex web of adaptations built into the nervous system, even though no one knows how.

As is the case with that generation [Millennials], they look like they're interested and all fired up and ready to go, and then Election Day comes.

One crime has to be concealed by another.