“Our CrossOur little circle hides in the mind,It’s difficult to miss but hard to find,It goes unspoken but yet it speaks,From backward years to forward weeks,We can’t forget but why even try,Two of a kind doesn’t know goodbye,It’s a silent question that God won’t share,A breeze we feel but seems unfair,Distant, rare but only madness can see,It’s something deeper than any infinity,Because we walk this parallel path up and down,There is no circle to hold us circus clowns,So let’s give it a symbol and label it a loss,We will remember it always as we carry our cross.”

“Tragedies are painful, but they always make you a better person when you transcend your awareness and consciousness. So fear not.”

“In a world plagued with commonplace tragedies, only one thing exists that truly has the power to save lives, and that is love.”

“Inherent rights are from God, and the tragedies of the world originate in their attempted denial.”

“Disappointments in love, even betrayals and losses, serve the soul at the very moment they seem in life to be tragedies. The soul is partly in time and partly in eternity. We might remember the part that resides in eternity when we feel despair over the part that is in life.”