Death always feels far away from life, until it isn’t.

Even when everything hurts, even when other cities are exploding and people we love are disappearing, there’s still space for sweet things.

I want to know if we are the same, in the moments when we’re stripped bare.

We have to give up so many things when the people we love die. So we hang on to other familiar things.

I can’t quite figure out the difference between loving someone and loving things about them.

Love is insanity, apparently.

Love is something you have or don’t have. Love is like a fever.

It sounds like love just sort of happens, whether you want it to or not, whether you’re married or not.

Sometimes words I think are small come out big.

On our own, we’d look totally normal. Together, we’re something else. Together, we’re special.

We don’t smile, but we something. We something. It hurts, the way a deep connection to someone who isn’t yours sometimes does.

The grass is greener on the other side, but often this is just an illusion. Most probably, everyone is as unhappy as you.

Always do good for others because when people try to drag your name through the mud, God will always bring a storm to wash it away.

We become compassionate not from altruism which denies the self for the sake of the other, but from the insight that sees and feels one is the other.

The last time you were happy about nothing; the first time you were afraid about nothing. Which came first?

It takes a minute to say hello Why? I wonder why When it's seems to take forever When you have to say Goodbye?

People take death lightly. They expect too much of life. That is why people take death lightly.

Even though I have never had an abrupt conversion experience, religion has been real to me and closely knitted to life. In fact the two cannot be separated; religion for me is life.

The stranger has no friend, unless it be a stranger.

people say churches are half empty, they're not, they're too big

Then why do you want to know?" "Because learning does not consist only of knowing what we must or we can do, but also of knowing what we could do and perhaps should not do.