But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart.

I like to listen. I have learnt a lot from listening carefully. Most people never listen.

I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens.

She took a step and didn’t want to take any more, but she did.

Meet me in outer space. We could spend the night. Watch the earth come up. I've grown tired of that place. Won't you come with me? We could start again.

I will breathe. I will think of solutions. I will not let my worry control me. I will not let my stress level break me. I will simply breathe. I will be OK because I don’t quit.

Taking one’s chances is like taking a bath, because sometimes you end up feeling comfortable and warm, and sometimes there is something terrible lurking around that you cannot see until it is too late and you can do nothing else but scream and cling to a plastic duck.

I was quiet; but I was not blind.

Sometimes it is the smallest thing that saves us: the weather growing cold, a child’s smile, and a cup of excellent coffee.

Summer is near and things will be okay again.

Put your thoughts to sleep. Do not let them cast a shadow over the moon of your heart. Let go of thinking.

Funny how life had its little ways of surprising you. Little quirks of fate.

I need to stop imagining situations in my head that aren’t going to happen.

Some people don’t like you because your strength reminds them of their weakness. Don’t let haters slow you down.

Everybody I ever loved, I still love a little.

Don’t waste the rest of your time here worrying about other people—unless it affects the common good. It will keep you from doing anything useful. You’ll be too preoccupied with what so-and-so is doing, and why, and what they’re saying, and what they’re thinking, and what they’re up to, and all the other things that throw you off and keep you from focusing on your own mind.

The world will knock you down plenty. You don’t need to be doing it to yourself.