She wondered again about her inclination to wish for things that made her so deeply unhappy.

It was like a dream you might have after death in which lost people came back to life, your friends loved you again no matter what you had done, and your failures were unaccountably forgiven.

What you leave behind is the people you loved. You leave yourself in them.

Her vision of the world under the water represented a beautiful stillness, a version of heaven. It was the lost city of Lena, her alternate universe, the life she yearned for but didn't get to have.

Grief was like a newborn, and the first three months were hard as hell, but by six months you'd recognized defeat, shifted your life around, and made room for it.

But I know this. We're ready to move forward again in our way. Together or apart, no matter how far apart, we live in one another. We go on together.

She hadn't chosen the brave life. She'd chosen the small, fearful one.

She didn't open the envelope until she'd gotten to the bus station and needed to pay for her ticket. He hadn't given her the thousand dollars she'd asked for-he'd given her ten thousand.

You don't have time, Len. That is the most bitter and the most beautiful piece of advice I can offer. If you don't have what you want now, you don't have what you want.

Together or apart, no matter how far apart, we live in one another. We go on together.

Tibby, who was not fond of change, had once told Bridget that the present, no matter what it brought, couldn't change the past. The past was set and sealed.

Things change, time changes. People change, life changes. Time changes things, life changes people.

All raw, uncooked, protesting."(on Aldous Huxley)

If we start with "limits" and a premise of scarcity and fear, it makes us fearful of each other, and that makes us vulnerable to anti-democratic systems.

Who said you can not buy happiness, when you are thinking about puppies.

When you try to avoid the pain, it creates greater pain.

So I'm just waiting until one party or the other actually gets a moral compass and a backbone.

There is something wonderful about singing and writing music, I think there is something special about creativity and the ability humans have in that area.

To travel is very useful, it makes the imagination work, the rest is just delusion and pain. Our journey is entirely imaginary, which is its strength.

The universe is intentional. It is always moving in the direction of greater love, regardless whether or not we consciously align with that love.

Eaters must understand that eating takes place inescapably in the world, that it is inescapably an agricultural act, and that how we eat determines, to a considerable extent, how the world is used.