You don't always have to chop with the sword of truth. You can point with it too.

Some people seem to understand this - that life and change take time - but I am not one of those people.

The world is always going to be dangerous, and people get badly banged up, but how can there be more meaning than helping one another stand up in a wind and stay warm?

But easy's like, who cares? Easy's like, how much is easy going to get you?

Here are the two best prayers I know: 'Help me, help me, help me,' and 'Thank you, thank you, thank you.' A woman I know says, for her morning prayer, 'Whatever,' and then for the evening, 'Oh, well,' but has conceded that these prayers are more palatable for people without children.

Maybe it's wishful thinking, this snaggly faith of mine, or maybe it's Miles Davis saying, Don't play what's there, play what's not there.

Becoming a writer is about becoming conscious.