The night is alive with stars, and when I lie down and look up, I get lost up there. I feel like I’m falling, but upward, into the abyss of sky above me.

Maybe everyone can live beyond what they're capable of.

That was when the world wasn't so big and I could see everywhere. It was when my father was a hero and not a human.

My arms are killing me. I didn't know words could be so heavy.

I'm just another stupid human.

All my friends seem to be smart arses. Don't ask me why. Like many things, it is what it is.

Have you ever noticed that idiots have a lot of friends? It's just an observation.

I feel the fear, but I walk fast toward it.

Sometimes people are beautiful.Not in looks.Not in what they say.Just in what they are.

Ed?" Ritchie says later. We're still standing in the water. "There's only one thing I want.""What's that, Ritchie?"His answer is simple."To want.

That’s when I have to ask him. “Can you really talk like that? Being holy and all?”“What? Because I’m a priest?” He finishes the dregs of his coffee. “Sure. God knows what’s important.

Every memory is precious. It is more precious when it is a memory of a baby’s smile.

I won't let that night ruin you forever." But it did, it broke me into a million pieces and blew them away in the wind, like crumbled leaves.

Receiving, gratitude, and generosity all grow together.

He checked his parachute and launched himself into the Sea of Sarcasm.--Havana Red

I know I can act. There aren't too many other jobs I know how to do

I slipped the book into my pocket. I assure you to leave off reading was like tearing myself away from the shelter of an old and solid friendship.

A woman whom Providence has provided with beauty of spirit and body is a truth, at the same time both open and secret, which we can understand only by love, and touch only by virtue.

Talking about muscles. They're like pets basically. They're not worth it. You have to feed them all the time and take care of them, and if you don't, they just go away. They run away.

As we practice meditation, we get used to stillness and eventually are able to make friends with the quietness of our sensations.

If money go before, all ways do lie open.