We don't go to the ocean for anything as simple as happiness, do we? We go there to feel alive. Like life, the ocean holds chance and change, grief and terror and beauty. It promises mortality, not peace.

Humans were peculiar. They were by turns squeamish and appallingly violent.

Fear and bigotry don’t need explaining. They simply are, like traffic jams and taxes.

Uh - do you want to do it outside? "Frequently. Oh, you meant the wedding. That, too.

Regrets are the most useless form of guilt. They always arrive too late to do any good.

I see you. I will be careful with the places that hurt.

Hating politics was like hating the weather. Pointless, since both were inevitable.