I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once.

I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once.

Just remember, the same as a spectacular Vogue magazine, remember that no matter how close you follow the jumps: Continued read more

Just remember, the same as a spectacular Vogue magazine, remember that no matter how close you follow the jumps: Continued on page whatever. No matter how careful you are, there's going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn't experience it all. There's that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should've been paying attention. Well, get used to that feeling. That's how your whole life will feel some day. This is all practice. None of this matters. We're just warming up.

You live and you learn -- or you don't live long.

You live and you learn -- or you don't live long.

Life is what happens to us while we are making other plans.

Life is what happens to us while we are making other plans.

If our hearts are ready for anything, we can open to our inevitable losses, and to the depths of our read more

If our hearts are ready for anything, we can open to our inevitable losses, and to the depths of our sorrow. We can grieve our lost loves, our lost youth, our lost health, our lost capacities. This is part of our humanness, part of the expression of our love for life.

We are the voices of the wandering wind,
Which moan for rest and rest can never find;
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We are the voices of the wandering wind,
Which moan for rest and rest can never find;
Lo! as the wind is so is mortal life,
A moan, a sigh, a sob, a storm, a strife.

Those who build beneath the stars build too low.

Those who build beneath the stars build too low.

Life is like playing a violin in public and learning the instrument as one goes on.

Life is like playing a violin in public and learning the instrument as one goes on.

What we call the secret of happiness is no more a secret than our willingness to choose life.

What we call the secret of happiness is no more a secret than our willingness to choose life.