Each of you are a voice. Together we are a choir, a powerful choir of change that circles the globe with love.

A good story invites us into someone else's world where we learn, discover commonalities, and leave with compassion and understanding.

The power to heal is all in the hug.

I already know sorrow. Today I choose joy.

The bereaved need more than just the space to grieve the loss. They also need the space to grieve the transition.

It’s okay to cry. Giving in to the tears is terrifying, like freefalling to earth without a parachute. But it’s vital to our wellbeing as we process the deep anguish.

Just as it is impossible to explain childbirth to a woman who has never given birth, it is impossible to explain child loss to a person who has never lost a child.

I carry your kindness wherever I go. That way your love touches far more than just me.

Hugs are nourishment for the heart.

She who heals herself, heals others.

Sharing your story is a courageous step towards healing your own heart.

Ambassadors are the eye and ear of states.

I'm not a queen of anything, you know.

The beginning of wisdom is to call things by their proper name.

I mean, if you're gonna purposely lose your mind, you want to get it back some day. Don't you? Okay, maybe not.

Deadly nightshade is the only plant I have ever been able to get to grow for me.

That which renders life burdensome to us generally arises from the abuse of it.

Faith furnishes prayer with wings, without which it cannot soar to Heaven.

Mathematicians themselves set up standards of generality and elegance in their exposition which are a bar to understand.

I can enjoy a vacation as well as the next person, as long as I know it's a vacation and not a premature retirement.

God's truth always agrees with itself.