“When she says, 'How can you ask if I love you? Look at all I've done with you. What else would you call it?'That kind of love-the kind you realize you already have by the life you've created together-that's the kind that lasts.”

“And I realized when you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know.”

“I realized when you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know.”

“I saw in her expression that old, unshakable mountain of concern. And I realized when you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know”

“But ask yourself this: Have you ever lost someone you love and wanted one more conversation, one more chance to make up for the time when youthought they would be here forever? If so, then you know you can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you hadback.What if you got it back?”

“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. ”

“So, have we solved the secret of happiness?"I believe so," he saidAre you going to tell me?"Yes.Ready?"Ready."Be satisfied."That's it?"Be greatful."That's it?"For what you have.For the love you receive.And for what God has given you."That's it?He looked me in the eye.Then he sighed deeply."That's it.”