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Everyone Keeps Talking About Fixing And Returning America - Making America Great. But Yet, Nobody Ever Seems To Focus On The Fact That You're Not Going To Make Any Country Great If You Don't Address Its Children.

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Everyone Keeps Talking About Fixing And Returning America - Making America Great. But Yet, Nobody Ever Seems To Focus On The Fact That You're Not Going To Make Any Country Great If You Don't Address Its Children.

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Perdonare "forgive Yourself)

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She Felt Worthless And Hollow. There Was No Hope Of Fixing This. And When Hope Is Gone, Time Is Punishment.

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When You Are Measuring Life, You Are Not Living It.

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Tension Of Opposites.

No Matter How Smart She Appeared, She Was Fragile At Her Core.

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I Took My Orders, Too. But If I Couldn't Keep You Alive, I Thought I Could At Least Keep You Together. In The Middle Of A Big War, You Go Looking For A Small Idea To Believe In. When You Find One, You Hold It The Way A Soldier Holds His Crucifix When He's Praying In A Foxhole.

Chicago Keeps Getting All These Complete Games. Im Expecting 50 Cent Hot Dogs.

Scenery Without Solace Is Meaningless.

If You Find One True Friend In Your Life, You're Richer Than Most. If That One True Friend Is Your Husband, You're Blessed." She Paused. "and If That One True Friend Is Your Sister, Don't Feel Bad. At Least, She Can't Divorce You.

Everyone Knows They Re Going To Die,' He Said Again, 'but Nobody Believes It. If We Did, We Would Do Things Differently.

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Do Not Worry About Tomorrow, For Tomorrow Will Worry About Itself.

We Do Not Realize The Sound The World Makes -- Unless, Of Course, It Comes To A Stop. Then, When It Starts, It Sounds Like An Orchestra.

I Don't Use Any Fance Quill Pens Or Pads, Because I Can't Read My Own Handwriting. I Just Use Whatever Computer Is Laying Around, And Start Writing.

Status Will Get You Nowhere. Only An Open Heart Will Allow You To Float Equally Between Everyone.

When A Lost Loved One Appears Before You, It's Your Brain That Fights It, Not Your Heart.

When Someone Is In Your Heart, They're Never Truly Gone. They Can Come Back To You, Even At Unlikely Times.

Personally, I Always Wondered About Authors And Celebrities Who Loudly Declared There Was No God. It Was Usually When They Were Healthy And Popular And Being Listened To By Crowds. What Happens, I Wondered, In The Quiet Moments Before Death? By Then, They Have Lost The Stage, The World Has Moved On. If Suddenly, In Their Last Gasping Moments, Through Fear, A Vision, A Late Enlightenment, They Change Their Minds About God, Who Would Know?

Faith Is About Doing. You Are How You Act, Not Just How You Believe.

Giving To Other People Makes Me Feel Alive. Not My Car Or My House. Not What I Look Like In The Mirror. When I Give My Time, When I Can Make Someone Smile After They Were Feeling Sad.

She Loved Me Coming And Going, At My Worst And At My Best. She Had A Bottomless Well Of Love For Me.

I Am In Love With Hope.

But Common Sense Has No Place In First Love And Never Has.

Dor Shook His Head. “the Phrase. What Does It Mean?” Sarah Wondered If He Was Kidding. “time Flies? You Know, Like, Time Goes Really Fast And Suddenly You’re Saying Goodbye And It’s Like No Time Passed At All?” His Eyes Drifted. He Liked It. “time Flies.” “with You,” She Added.

Sacrifice Is A Part Of Life. It’s Supposed To Be. It’s Not Something To Regret. It’s Something To Aspire To. Little Sacrifices. Big Sacrifices. A Mother Works So Her Son Can Go To School. A Daughter Moves Home To Take Care Of Her Sick Father.

Knowing Heaven Is What Heals Us On Earth.

Love Is How You Stay Alive, Even After You Are Gone.

What In Life Can Love Not Penetrate?

Every Life Has One True Love Snapshot.

So Many Times I Feel I'm Using The Same Words Over And Over, Like A Woman Wearing The Same Dress Every Day. So Boring!

You Count The Hours You Could Have Spent With Your Mother. It's A Lifetime In Itself.

You Have One Family, Charley. For Good Or Bad. You Have One Family. You Can’t Trade Them In. You Can’t Lie To Them. You Can’t Run Two At Once, Substituting Back And Forth. “sticking With Your Family Is What Makes It A Family.

You Are Not Your Past.

Knowing Something And Understanding It Were Not The Same Thing.

Knowing Something

Soon Man Will Count All His Days, And Then Smaller Segments Of The Day, And Then Smaller Still—until The Counting Consumes Him, And The Wonder Of The World He Has Been Given Is Lost.

Don't Get Too Attached To Anything.

It Was Sad, The Imbalance Of It All. Why Do Kids Assume So Much From One Parent And Hold The Other To A Lower, Looser Standard?

I Don't Know About Heaven Or Hell, But I Do Know That We Are Visited All The Time By The Spirits Of Those Who Affected Us In Life.

Every Day, Have A Little Bird On Your Shoulder That Asks, 'is Today The Day? Am I Ready? Am I Doing All I Need To Do? Am I Being The Person I Want To Be? Is Today The Day I Die?

No, Edward. You Are Here So I Can Teach You Something. All The People You Meet Here Have One Thing To Teach You.

I Like Myself Better When I'm With You.

He Makes Me Feel

It's Amazing The Fantasies Your Mind Can Put Together.

I Made The Wrong Choice ," I Whispered. My Mother Shook Her Head. "a Child Should Never Have To Choose.

Man Wants To Own His Existence. But No One Owns Time.

Money Is Not A Substitute For Tenderness, And Power Is Not A Substitute For Tenderness. I Can Tell You, As I'm Sitting Here Dying, When You Most Need It, Neither Money Nor Power Will Give You The Feeling You're Looking For, No Matter How Much Of Them You Have."

I Believe That You Live On Inside The Hearts And Minds Of Everyone You've Touched While You Were Here On Earth.

Lost Love Is Still Love. It Takes A Different Form, That's All. You Can't See Their Smile Or Bring Them Food Or Tousle Their Hair Or Move Them Around A Dance Floor. But When Those Senses Weaken Another Heightens. Memory. Memory Becomes Your Partner. You Nurture It. You Hold It. You Dance With It.

You Have To Start Over. That's What They Say. But Life Is Not A Board Game, And Losing A Loved One Is Never Really "starting Over." More Like "continuing Without.

Losing A Loved One

But My Father, A Thief In Many Ways, Had Robbed Me Of My Concentration.

As You Grow, You Learn More. If You Stayed As Ignorant As You Were At Twenty-two, You'd Always Be Twenty-two. Aging Is Not Just Decay, You Know. It's Growth. It's More Than The Negative That You're Going To Die, It's The Positive That You Understand You're Going To Die, And That You Live A Better Life Because Of It.

It's The Thinking That Gets You Killed.

If You Hold Back On The Emotions--if You Don't Allow Yourself To Go All The Way Through Them--you Can Never Get To Being Detached, You're Too Busy Being Afraid.

The Fact Is, There Is No Foundation, No Secure Ground, Upon Which People May Stand Today If It Isn’t The Family. If You Don’t Have The Support And Love And Caring And Concern That You Get From A Family, You Don’t Have Much At All. Love Is So Supremely Important. As Our Great Poet Auden Said, ‘love Each Other Or Perish’.

Support And Love

Forgive Yourself Before You Die. Then Forgive Others.

The Words People Do Not Speak Are Louder Than The Ones They Do.

Most Of Us All Walk Around As If We're Sleepwalking. We Really Don't Experience The World Fully, Because We're Half-asleep, Doing Things We Automatically Think We Have To Do.

Life Is A Series Of Pulls Back And Forth. You Want To Do One Thing, But You Are Bound To Do Somehing Else. Something Hurts You, Yet You Know It Shouldn't. You Take Certain Things For Granted, Even When You Know You Should Never Take Anything For Granted.

As Long As We Can Love Each Other, And Remember The Feeling Of Love We Had, We Can Die Without Ever Really Going Away.

I Think, In General, The Sports I've Enjoyed Covering The Most Have Been The Offbeat Ones. The More Popular, Mainstream, The Less I Like Them Because They're More, They're More Structured And The Players Don't Have Much Interesting To Say Because They're Interviewed All The Time.

In College, I Had A Course In Latin, And One Day The Word "divorce" Came Up. I Always Figured It Came From Some Root That Meant "divide." In Truth, It Comes From "divertere," Which Means "to Divert." I Believe That. All Divorce Does Is Divert You, Taking You Away From Everything You Thought You Knew And Everything You Thought You Wanted And Steering You Into All Kinds Of Other Stuff, Like Discussions About Your Mother's Girdle And Whether She Should Marry Someone Else.

I Never Hear Anything About Education. Education - I Guess It's Just Not Sexy Enough. And Everybody Claims To Love Their Children And Our Children Are The Most Important Thing, But If That's The Case, How Come We Never Hear More About Education As An Election Issue?

Being Unheard Is The Ground Floor Of Giving Up.

He Had His Time Measures And He Had Her. That Was His Life. For As Long As He Could Remember, It Had Been That Way, Dor And Alli, Even As Children. "i Do Not Want To Die," She Whispered. "you Will Not Die." "i Want To Be With You." "you Are.

I Don't Know What It Is About Food Your Mother Makes For You, Especially When It's Something That Anyone Can Make - Pancakes, Meat Loaf, Tuna Salad - But It Carries A Certain Taste Of Memory.

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