“There are days when the melancholy settles on you like a sudden change in weather. The kind of sadness that is intangible. Like the presence of an ache where you can’t pinpoint exactly where it hurts, you just know it does.”

I did not know that it was love until I knew.

Take me someplace where I can feel something-I want to give away my heart. Tell me his name so I can know love when it speaks to me. Give me someone I can write about.

I loved you once and now I must spend my whole life explaining why.

And the weather was so damn sick of being predictable; I heard it began snowing in the Sahara and I wanted to tell you that I’ve changed.

That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.

If you have to be with someone at all, then be with someone who makes you feel like you are still in control.

We number our days and divide our seasons. We endlessly define what it is to be in love. When in truth, spring blurs into summer and always has, long before that line was ever drawn.

I will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.

You said my sadness was like the sun, beautiful from a distance but it hurt you too much to come closer.

When you don’t have the whole attention of someone, you find yourself begging for it from everyone.

And you said ecstasy was a storm cloud, just before the rain would burst into the night sky, like a thousand aquatic stars-and not one single moment before.

The greatest injustice I have suffered has come under the pretense of love.

You only get one chance to fall in love with your heart still whole.

We were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.

Somehow, there is a sense of comfort in knowing nothing will ever hit me quite as hard again. Nothing will ever be as beautiful, but neither will anything hurt as much.

I was coming to the end of a difficult period in my life, though when the end isn’t in plain sight, you don’t realize how close you are.

These are beautiful days. Folks ask what I’m doing. I tell them I’m doing family.

I miss you a little less each day. You’re just a faded memory now – delicate; tucked away.

My day begins and ends with gratitude and joy.

Every day declare for yourself what you want in life. Declare it as though you have it!

The reason life works at all is that not everyone in your tribe is nuts on the same day.

I think if I was going to be someone for a day, I would want to be a performer, someone big, like Rihanna. I’d want to feel the energy of being on stage. I’ve always found that very interesting.

How dismal it is to see present day Americans yearning for the very orthodoxy that their country was founded to escape.

There is not a day that goes by that does not include a conversation with God. There is not a day that goes by that does not contain signs. There are many days that go by on which we do not hear the conversation, do not see the signs. So stay awake.