True love is a lack of desire to check one's smartphone in another's presence.

We accept the need to train extensively to fly a plane; but think instinct should be enough for marrying and raising kids.

I was uncomfortable writing fiction. My love was the personal essay rather than the novel.

We should keep a careful diary of our moments of envy: they are our covert guides to what we should try to do next.

Many moments in religion seem attractive to me even though I can't believe in any of it.

A good half of the art of living is resilience.

Every time we feel satisfied with what we have, we can be counted as rich, however little we may actually possess.