For lonely people, rain is a chance to be touched.

Hands have their own language.

I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment - we are all defined by something we can’t change.

The beauty of artifacts is in how they reassure us we’re not the first to die.

I wonder if things can happen too early or too late or if everything happens at exactly the right time. If so, how sad and beautiful.

You were unsure which pain is worse -- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.

Every moment is the paradox of now or never.

For some people, life is the process of knocking through walls to get out. For others, it is the building of walls.

The most significant conversations of our lives occur in silence.

I read books because I love them, not because I think I should read them.

Children are the closest we have to wisdom and they become adults the moment that final drop of everything mysterious is strained from them.

Be an informed advocate and support.

It is better to travel than to arrive. Better, by far, to find your own way than to have someone else choose it for you -- don't you think?

The best remedy for people who have become your headache is to take a 'chill pill' from your willingness to endure their misery.

[She] lost her patience, a thing she was all too prone to misplacing.

I'm not thirsty. I'm not a pop star. I don't want to reign over all forever... I don't want to be famous! It makes me feel sick, the thought of being a famous person. It's just not me.

The tiny fish enjoy themselves in the sea.

So trust the process of your life unfolding, and know with certainty, through the peaks and valleys of your journey, that your soul rests safe and secure in the arms of God.

I live by statistics, so if look at U.S. Census statistics regarding families making over $100,000 dollars a year, 93% of them have broadband internet at home.

I have loved music since I was a little kid. I was always wanted to write the music I hear in my head and have it be shared with the world.

I have a theory... that someplace at the heart of most compelling stories is something that doesn't make sense.