However, this is too harmonious, grand, and overwhelming a universe to believe it all on accident.

Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know.

Sharing tales of those we've lost is how we keep from really losing them.

What do people fear most about death? I asked the reb.'Fear?' he thought for a moment. 'Well, for one thing, what happens next? Where do we go? Is it what we imagined?'That's big.'Yes. But there's something else.'What else?He leaned forward.'Being forgotten,' he whispered.

Love- the infatuation kind- 'he's so handsome, she's so beautiful'- that can shrivel. As soon as something goes wrong, that kind of love can fly out the window.

This is how you start to get respect, by offering something that you have.