I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken pieces as long as I lived.

Serendipity

Poker...lol

For one more time, Tuesdays with Morrie, Five people you meet in heaven (by Albom) The alchemist