Because maybe it's in the stories that the people we love are still alive.

When someone you love has died, there is a certain grace period during which you can get away with murder. Not literal murder, but pretty much anything else.

Do you need anything?" she asks. A mom A dad. Someone. Anyone. Can you arrange for that? "Nah, I'm good.

Get away from my house and all its rooms that echo, all the rooms I don't enter anymore.

Why she was the happy one when she was dying, and I just can't seem to manage anything when I'm living.

Because I'm living, and I sure as hell don't have a clue how to feel anything but empty.

Another deserted sentence. Another side effect of death. Words go AWOL.

No, I am not all right, I want to say. Have you been to my house? Have you seen how empty it is?

Because this is what I believe - that second chances are stronger than secrets. You can let secrets go. But a second chance? You don't let that pass you by.

But I am tired of everyone being gone, and I am tired of everything that has tired me out for the last five years of my life.

But I don't feel like dealing because dealing requires too much energy, and energy is what I lack.

One of the Christian's biggest fears is appearing 'too Christian'. God forbid, because that's often characterized as god-awful! We want to be one, but without being 'one of them'.

When you employ HUMOR, you create a friendly, relaxed buying atmosphere.

Do I really have moves like Jagger? F**king A, no, I don’t. But I was going to tell everybody that I did and hoped they believed me.

Better one safe way than a hundred on which you cannot reckon.

Surfing is like golf: You're always battling, and it keeps knocking you down. There are a lot of wipeouts. But when you stay with it and catch that wave, you really taste it. It's magic.

Corporations, being only human, make mistakes. Sometimes you may end up working for one of those mistakes.

Peace is not a dream; it is hard work, and there is nothing naive, glamorous or simplistic about it.

Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind.Because your lover threw wild hands toward the skyAnd the affrighted steed ran on alone,Do not weep.War is kind.

Baseball games are like snowflakes and fingerprints, no two are ever alike.

There are some older women out there who are just knockouts, real beauties, and they're not getting the roles they should.