Pale Death with impartial tread beats at the poor man's cottage door and at the palaces of kings.

When a miracle happens, even if not to you, its nature is to naturally expand. You can almost feel the warmth on your face.

—Hugh Elliott

I have you and even if we never meet or ever see each other, we have left our thumbprints in the thick, moist clay of each other's lives.

—Hugh Elliott

Miracles: You do not have to look for them. They are there, 24-7, beaming like radio waves all around you. Put up the antenna, turn up the volume—snap… crackle… this just in, every person you talk to is a chance to change the world…

—Hugh Elliott

They wouldn't call it falling in love if you didn't get hurt sometimes, but you just pick yourself up and move on.

—Hugh Elliott

There's a strange sort of quiet when you're dying. It's as if you're in a glass room, and the walls keep getting thicker and thicker.

—George Bernard Shaw

I hope the leaving is joyful; and I hope never to return.

—Frida Kahlo

Death is nothing to us, since when we are, death has not come, and when death has come, we are not.

—Epicurus

It's no accident that the church and the graveyard stand side by side. The city of the dead sleeps encircled by the city of the living.

—Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider