Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don’t give up.

This is what separates artists from ordinary people: the belief, deep in our hearts, that if we build our castles well enough, somehow the ocean won’t wash them away.

There is almost nothing outside of you that will help you feel happier in any kind of lasting way. Unless you are waiting for an organ. You can’t buy, achieve, or date it. This is the most horrible truth.

Life is really pretty tricky, and there’s a lot of loss, and the longer you stay alive, the more people you lose whom you actually couldn’t live without.

I do not at all understand the mystery of grace— only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us.

Gratitude is a magnetic energy that draws people to us .

Joy is the best makeup.

Sometimes grace works like water wings when you feel you are sinking.

Your experiences will be yours alone. But truth and best friendship will rarely if ever disappoint you.

Almost everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes… including you.