In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.

I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.

The worst loneliness is not to be comfortable with yourself.

Love much. Earth has enough of bitter in it.

The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.

With the gift of listening comes the gift of healing.

It is the loving, not the loved, woman who feels loveable.

I define comfort as self-acceptance. When we finally learn that self-care begins and ends with ourselves, we no longer demand sustenance and happiness from others.

Every great mistake has a halfway moment, a split second when it can be recalled and perhaps remedied.

No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another.