“There is no such thing as ‘too late’ in life.”

She loved me coming and going, at my worst and at my best. She had a bottomless well of love for me.

Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.

No life is a waste. The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we’re alone.

Each affects the other, and the other affects the next, and the world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.

I give myself a good cry if I need it. But then I concentrate on the good things still in my life. I don’t allow myself any more self-pity than that. A little each every morning, a few tears, and that’s all.

Once heaven is done with grandma, we’d like her back, thanks.

But fates are connected in ways we don’t understand.

When someone is in your heart, they’re never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.

When you come to the end, that’s where God begins.

Heaven is always and forever around us and no soul remembered is ever really gone.

It is far more comforting to think God listened and said no, than to think that nobody’s out there.

Heaven can be found in the most unlikely corners.

You can find something truly important in an ordinary minute.

Don’t let go too soon, but don’t hold on too long.

The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.

You can’t get stuck on what should have happened. That doesn’t help you.

Love brought you here. If you trusted love this far, don’t panic now.

A scholar tries to learn something everyday; a student of Buddhism tries to unlearn something daily.

It is time for you to look inward, and start asking yourself the big questions. Who are you? And what do you want?

You won’t get anything unless you have the vision to imagine it.

Remember no man is really defeated unless he is discouraged.

Let a smile be your umbrella, and you’ll end up with a face full of rain.

The day we stop learning is the day we die.

Peo­ple who start think­ing deep dark thoughts in the mid­dle of a war start ex­pect­ing to lose.