“the way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.”

“One last Rule of Life: When your heart is cracked open with grief and sorrow, look for that soft light somewhere you don’t expect to find it. Trust it. Love makes heroes of us all.”

“I try to believe," she said, "that God doesn't give you more than one little piece of the story at once. You know, the story of your life. Otherwise your heart would crack wider than you could handle. He only cracks it enough so you can still walk, like someone wearing a cast. But you've still got a crack running up your side, big enough for a sapling to grow out of. Only no one sees it. Nobody sees it. Everybody thinks you're one whole piece, and so they treat you maybe not so gentle as they could see that crack.”

“That crack in your broken heart is actually the place from where love enters inside you.”

“When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that, we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.”

“If it feels like cracks are forming in your life, those cracks may be what is needed for the light within to reveal itself.”