When faced with a crisis, do three things: breathe, pray and be kind.

...the three things I cannot change are the past, the truth, and you.

Quiet, deep breath after any prayer is another form of Amen.

At our most primitive we are storytellers and dancers.

Greasy food is so comforting when you are hungover.

Looking back on the God my friend believed in, he seems a little erratic, not entirely unlike her father - God as borderline personality.

If you always dreamed of writing a novel or a memoir, and you used to love to write, and were pretty good at it, will it break your heart if it turns out you never got around to it? If you wake up one day at eighty, will you feel nonchalant that something always took precedence over a daily commitment to discovering your creative spirit? If not--if this very thought fills you with regret--then what are you waiting for?