She wasn’t sure if he wanted more from her or if he wanted less. Maybe it was both. Maybe it was always both.

I love that blurry place where life’s transitions are made without you even knowing it.

You couldn't erase the past. You couldn't even change it. But sometimes life offered you the opportunity to put it right.

When you feel someone else's pain and joy as powerfully as if it were your own, then you know you really loved them.

When your about to criticize someone walk a mile in thier shoes, that way when you criticize them you're a mile away from them and you have their shoes

When she is happy, she can't stop talking, when she is sad she doesn't say a word.

Maybe the truth is, there's a little bit of loser in all of us. Being happy isn't having everything in your life be perfect. Maybe it's about stringing together all the little things.

Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not.

Your problem isn't the problem, it's your attitude about the problem.

Love is like war; easy to begin, hard to end.

The problem is not the problem. The problem is your attitude about the problem. Got that? -Coach Brevin

I’m waiting with baited breath to hear that silver tongue of yours.

Relationship is like money, Hard to earn and easy lose.

When you’re rearranging the furniture to make way for the decorations and the tree, make sure you rearrange your heart to make room for the Savior of Mankind.

My imagination requires a judicious rein; I am afraid to let it loose, for it carries me sometimes into appalling places beyond the stars and beneath the world.

I had a very modest upbringing.

One can be a soldier without dying and a lover without sighing.

Life has come from a very beautiful source. If you remain in touch with that source, everything about you will be beautiful.

The House of Commons is called the Lower House, in twenty Acts of Parliament; but what are twenty Acts of Parliament amongst Friends?

Only years of practice will teach you the mysteries and bold certainty of a real gardener, who treads at random, yet tramples on nothing.

Of all the thoughts that rise in the mind, the thought 'I' is the first thought.