“Learning from your mistakes is great, but learning from others' mistakes is even better.”
Source: Grumpy Monkey School Stinks!: A Graphic Novel
“Love is not easy, but it is worth it.”
Source: From Misery to Happiness: A poetic journey through love, loss, and second chances.
“Depression is significantly more serious, and everyone should be taught to recognize warning signs in school so that we are better prepared as a society, to help those who need us in the future.”
Source: From Misery to Happiness: A poetic journey through love, loss, and second chances.
“May we find a way to give fresh starts to those who need them before we lose our opportunity, and our chance to be the best of what makes us human.”
Source: From Misery to Happiness: A poetic journey through love, loss, and second chances.
“Live your life without thinking you have to change who you are to please someone else… and find someone who
will put up with your faults because you make it worth the effort for them.
Don’t forget to make it worth the effort.”
Source: From Misery to Happiness: A poetic journey through love, loss, and second chances.
“Losing a loved one is a piece of your soul leaving this place. When enough pieces are lost, so is the soul.”
“Your departure crashes like a thunder, and the timbers of the house shake with the force of the space you left behind.”
Source: When the Tiger Came Down the Mountain
“Most of our losses began the day that we began neglecting what we have now lost.”
“There is no such thing as quality time without quantity time. The idea that you could spend one hour a night with your children and have the same effect on them as a stay at home parent spending 12‐16 hours a day with them is pure nonsense.
The same logic works for your marriage.”
Source: From Misery to Happiness: A poetic journey through love, loss, and second chances.
“If I have sinned so much, if I have been, since then, so solitary, if my soul has taken such a swirling and solitary movement, if I have doubted everything, if I have been a fatalist, and have been a pessimistic child who awaits death every day, and who almost seeks it out, if I have opened myself slowly and late to happiness, and if I am still a somber man, incapable of laughing whole-heartedly, it is because you left me that June 24th upon that road.
But if I have believed in eternal realities . . . if I have thrust myself toward them, it is also because I was alone, because you were no longer there to be my God, to fill my heart with your abundant and dominating life.”