People who truly love us can be divided into two categories: those who understand us, and those who forgive us our worst sins. Rarely do you find someone capable of both.
One of the saddest realities is that we never know when our lives are at their peak. Only after it is over and we have some kind of perspective do we realize how good we had it a day, a month, five years ago.
Dogs are the kids we’ve always wanted. They’re totally devoted and want to live with you until they die. Not like children who can’t wait to take off as soon as they grow up and don’t need you anymore.
The world can be divided between people who can get a waiter’s attention and those who can’t.
You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running across fields into your lover’s arms can only come later when you’re sure they won’t laugh if you trip.
Sometimes it is the smallest thing that saves us: the weather growing cold, a child’s smile, and a cup of excellent coffee.
I would have given him everything. I would have pulled down planets to make our life work.
The only two important things in life are real love and being at peace with yourself.
How easily we ignore or forget the small kindnesses and considerations in life which are really the only everyday magic we witness on a regular basis. Just think- to make happiness out of nothing more than a few kind words or a generous gesture.
Dogs are minor angels, and I don’t mean that facetiously. They love unconditionally, forgive immediately, are the truest of friends, willing to do anything that makes us happy.
Sometimes you have to give up on people. Not because you don’t care, but because they don’t.