“Stop what you are doing long enough to enjoy the sunset, listen to a special song that lifts you up, or pick up the phone and share some special thought with a caring friend.”

Change is a process not an event.

We spend our lives dreaming of the future, not realizing that a little of it slips away every day.

All we can take with us to heaven is what we leave behind in the lives we touch.

Love is what makes two people sit in the middle of a bench when there is plenty of room at both ends.

I’m glad God has all the answers, ’cause I barely understand the questions.

Motherhood: if it were going to be easy, it never would have started with something called labor.

Attitude is the mind’s paintbrush; it can color any situation.

When we have hope, we are showing that we trust God to work out the situation. Trust is the only way we’re going to make it through and be a part of God’s marvelous plan for His child.

Kids can be a pain in the neck when they’re not a lump in your throat.

A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand.

Violets are God’s apology for February.

We can never untangle all the woes in other people’s lives. We can’t produce miracles overnight. But we can bring a cup of cool water to a thirsty soul, or a scoop of laughter to a lonely heart.

A lot of kneeling keeps one in good standing.

Teaching literature is teaching how to read. How to notice things in a text that a speed-reading culture is trained to disregard, overcome, edit out, or explain away; how to read what the language is doing, not guess what the author was thinking; how to take evidence from a page, not seek a reality to substitute for it.

My karma just ran over my dogma.

Old florists never die. They just make other arrangements.

People should be happy to see you when you show up to a club because you’re a good person. And stop caring about what the industry is “looking for”. Just say what you think is funny. .

Without loving and caring for others, most of us stand little chance of communing with God/the Divine Wisdom, no matter how many years we may spend in silent prayer.

Similarly, only people as misanthropic as myself can be counted on not to have to lie to others, since we have the unique luxury of not caring what sort of opinions others formulate about us.

I have seen what a laugh can do. It can transform almost unbearable tears into something bearable, even hopeful.

I have a medical condition, all right. It’s called caring too much, and it’s incurable. Also, I have eczema.

Selfish is caring for ourselves at others’ expense … Self-care is taking care of ourselves so that we can be there for others.

Trauma really does confront you with the best and the worst. You see the horrendous things that people do to each other, but you also see resiliency, the power of love, the power of caring.

I don’t care if you’re obscene, filthy, horrendous — as long as you’re honest.