It’s amazing how resilient people are, and how the things that didn’t come true become,after a while, simply the way things are.
I wondered why I hadn’t loved that day more, why I hadn’t savored every bit of it…why I hadn’t known how good it was to live so normally, so everyday. But you only know that, I suppose, after it’s not normal and every day any longer.
People have writer’s block not because they can’t write, but because they despair of writing eloquently.
Begin the work of becoming yourself.
The life of a good dog is like the life of a good person, only shorter and more compressed.
Acts of bravery don’t always
take place on battlefields.
They can take place in your heart,
when you have the courage to honor your character, your intellect, your inclinations, and yes, your soul by listening to its clean, clear voice of direction instead of following the muddied messages of a timid world.
A book–the book that was, for some reason, THE book–can be reread, unchanged. Only we have changed. And that makes all the difference.
My doctor says that, contrary to conventional wisdom, she doesn’t believe our memories flag because of a drop in estrogen but because of how crowded it in the drawers of our minds.
It’s only before realities set in that we can treasure our delusions.
she had certainly learned about not having enough money, which is different from being poor.