A sibling is the lens through which you see your childhood.

I have learned that there is more power in a good strong hug than in a thousand meaningful words.

love is reliable. infatuation is temporary.

No mother should lose her child.

The only language she could speak was grief. How could he not know that? Instead, she said, "I love you." She did. She loved him. But even that didn't feel like anything anymore.

Time doesn't heal, I had learned, it just keeps moving. And it takes us with it.

Don't waste your one beautiful life.

Grief doesn't have a plot. It isn't smooth. There is no beginning and middle and end.

Even now, there are still days so beautiful, I almost believe in God.

I am the woman with the cool vintage glasses... I am the proud wife beside her husband... I am the writer who has written a new novel.

No one can write like Cheryl Strayed.

There are many, many types of books in the world, which makes good sense, because there are many, many types of people, and everybody wants to read something different.

Music lifts the soul to spiritual realms.

All that we know, soon shall we abandon. As time will lend itself. Eyes know only what they see. But brave hearts beat on with belief.

My calm is like the tides: never at rest.

I think it was my mom's attitude about art and being part of the narcissistic digital generation or whatever that made me think anyone would care what I had to say about anything!

Books can change your life. Some of the most influential people in our lives are characters we meet in books.

Personalities seem in many cases to dominate the lucrative endorsement market. But that doesn't upset me. What upsets me is when not enough attention is paid to the product-the game.

We have lost confidence in reason because we have learned that man is chiefly a creature of habit and emotion.

Migrants and refugees are not pawns on the chessboard of humanity

A very little thief of occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience.