“Heaven can be found in the most unlikely corners.”

You have to start over. That’s what they say. But life is not a board game, and losing a loved one is never really “starting over.” More like “continuing without.

People are only mean when they are threatened.

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

We are too involved in materialistic things, and they don’t satisfy us. The loving relationships we have, the universe around us, we take these things for granted.

Anger is a poison. It eats us inside. We think when we hate someone we hurt them, but hatred is a curved blade, and the harm we do to others we also do to ourselves.

What you have done to this point cannot be undone. What you do next. It is still unwritten.

The universe is too grand and harmonious to believe it’s all an accident.

Fear is how you lose your life…a little bit at a time…What we give to fear, we take away from…faith.

Love wins, love always wins.

I thought about the days i had handed over to a bottle the nights i can’t remember the mornings I slept thru all the time spent running from myself.

Knowing something and understanding it were not the same thing.

You know what really offers you satisfaction? Offering others what you have to give.

Have you found someone to share your heart with? Are you giving to your community? Are you at peace with yourself? Are you trying to be as human as you can be?

Accept what you are able to do and what you are not able to do. Accept the past as past, without denying it or discarding it. Learn to forgive yourself and to forgive others. Don’t assume that it’s too late to get involved.

Nothing haunts us like the things we don’t say.

Holding on to things only breaks your heart.

I sang do-wop on the street corner before it was called do-wop.I can sing some polkas. And proud of that.

The stories themselves haunt, they stick around, they linger, inhabiting a little corner of the reader’s brain and resurfacing to evoke mystery or sadness or longing.

Even now, sometimes on street corners… when I meet someone, I see your shadow.

Into your darkest corner, you are safe in my love, you are protected.

When one compares the talents one has with those of a Leibniz , one is tempted to throw away one’s books and go die quietly in the dark of some forgotten corner.

But few places on earth get as hot as a rooftop or as dry as the corner of a heated living room.

Life brings what it brings. I might be young but I’ve learnt this: prepare for each blind corner with your strongest shoulder dropped, ready to smash through whatever is thrown at you next.

All the beautiful corners of the world are the greatest mind and body healers!