You see things; and you say, ‘Why?’ But I dream things that never were; and I say, ‘Why not?’

The man who asks a question is a fool for a minute, the man who does not ask is a fool for life.

I don’t ask for the sights in front of me to change, only the depth of my seeing.

Whenever you are about to find fault with someone, ask yourself the following question: What fault of mine most nearly resembles the one I am about to criticize?

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.

To love or have loved, that is enough. Ask nothing further. There is no other pearl to be found in the dark folds of life.