A sacrament--like marriage--means living a life better than your natural instincts, so that you're modeling God. And God never gives up.

When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth.

I always hated when my scars started to fade, because as long as I could still see them, I knew why I was hurting.

Things that look impossible suddenly seem a lot better, once you get God on board.

Although you hadn't asked why, it had less to do with you not noticing than with you not wanting to hear the answer.

People ask all the time how I'm doing, but the truth is, they don't really want to know.

All any of us wanted, really, was to know that we counted. That someone else's life would not have been as rich without us here.

It never failed to amaze me how the most ordinary day could be catapulted into the extraordinary in the blink of an eye.

Maybe I was naïve to think that silence was implicit complacence, instead of a festering question. Maybe I was silly to believe that friends owed each other anything.

Doing the right thing for someone else occasionally means doing something that feels wrong to you.

What you didn't tell someone was just as debilitating as what you did.

Real relationships happen in person not through a device.

Money makes a person significant and important, it has the ability to make us proud

Who cares for Algebra?Who delights in solving math?I only want to live my lifeAlong the creative path.

People who were gone only lived on in your memory if you had memories. Why hadn't she held on tighter?

No one can tell, when two people walk closely together, what unconscious communication one mind may have with another

Acceptance is taking from God's hand absolutely anything He gives, looking into His face in trust and thanksgiving.

There's a lot of very funny people I'd love to work with that I've never met, of course. I love Steve Martin and Jim Carrey.

A Protestant has seldom any mercy shown him, and a Jew, who turns Christian, is far from being secure.

I was so shy. Instead of waiting in line with other kids at lunch, I'd go to a corner and buy a pretzel and orange juice. I think I had that for lunch the first three years of high school.

We do that in our zeal our calmer moment would be afraid to answer.