You are not a powerless speck of dust drifting around in the wind...we are, each of us, like beautiful snowflakes-unique, and born for a specific reason and purpose.

The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of those depths.

People are like stained - glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.

Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself, and know that everything in life has purpose. There are no mistakes, no coincidences, all events are blessings given to us to learn from.

Death is but a transition from this life to another existence where there is no more pain and anguish. All the bitterness and disagreements will vanish, and the only thing that lives forever is love.

There is within each one of us a potential for goodness beyond our imagining; for giving which seeks no reward; for listening without judgment; for loving unconditionally.

We think sometimes we're only drawn to the good, but we're actually drawn to the authentic. We like people who are real more than those who hide their true selves under layers of artificial niceties

When life puts you through a tumbler, it's your choice whether you come out polished or crushed.

I've told my children that when I die, to release balloons in the sky to celebrate that I graduated. For me, death is a graduation.

Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a falling star; one of a million lights in a vast sky that flares up for a brief moment only to disappear into the endless night forever.

When we face the worst that can happen in any situation, we grow. When circumstances are at their worst, we can find our best.

part memory part distance remainingmine in the ways that I learn to miss you

If I must start somewhere, right here and now is the best place imaginable.

..there are two possible endings to every story.

Ay me! for aught that I ever could read Could ever hear by tale or history The course of true love never did run smooth.

I'm incapable of describing the feeling with which I left. I wouldn't want it ever to be repeated, but I would have considered myself unfortunate if I'd never experienced it.

And from my character's point-of-view in Ravenous, he had been collected by Robert Carlyle's character, he had become infected by this ravenous, cannibalistic power, and he was making the best of it.

Educate yourself, welcome life's messiness, read Chekhov, avoid becoming an architect at all costs.

Nothing is more anti-semitic than Zionism

I like to keep fit, but I never lift very heavy weights...