Sometimes, when we are sad, we have to do the opposite of sad. Sometimes we have to sing.

Sometimes instinct can be wrong. But sometimes it can be right too. And sometimes you just have to take it on faith.

We are what we love. We are the things, the people, the ideas we spend our days with. They center us, they drive us, they define us to our very core. Without them, we are empty.

Standing up for what's right is a huge burden to bear. It's normal to have some doubt.

As you see, context is everything and nothing at the same time. Words stand alone and with each other.

Trains are all the ways you miss each other-wrong train, wrong tracks, wrong time.

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.

Whoever saves one life, saves the world entire.

But marrying within one's own family can get monotonous. One has heard all the same family stories, knows all the jokes and all the same recipes. No novelty.

The primary purpose of a home is to reflect and to distribute the love of Christ. Anything that usurps that is idolatrous.

I've learned that exercise alone is not enough to stay healthy - it's a whole lifestyle.

Ignorance of the law excuses no man.

The goal is progress, not perfection!

Domestic violence is the front line of the war against women.

It's hard to spend years at a time working in total solitude with no reality-check.

Hurry ruins saints as well as artists.

On a train, why do I always end up sitting next to the woman who's eating the individual fruit pie by sucking the filling out through the hole in the middle?