Small Kindnesses Often, Unintentionally, Produce The Biggest

We Can Spend Our Days Bemoaning Our Losses, Or We Can Grow From Them. Ultimately The Choice Is Ours. We Can Be Victims Of Circumstance Or Masters Of Our Own Fate, But Make No Mistake, We Cannot Be Both. The Walk - Epilogue Page 288

The Smells Of Christmas Are The Smells Of Childhood [p. 53]

It Is In The Darkest Skies That Stars Are Best Seen.

So Often The Pain Of Our Life Is No More Than A Reminder To Take Our Hand Off The Stove.

Broken Vows Are Like Broken Mirrors. They Leave Those Who Held To Them Bleeding And Staring At Fractured Images Of Themselves.