He got me a cup of tea with honey, toast with honey, yogurt with honey, like I was John the Baptist with the flu.

You can change the world with a hot bath, if you sink into it from a place of knowing that you are worth profound care, even when you're dirty and rattled.

We all know we're going to die; what's important is the kind of men and women we are in the face of this.

You were loved because God loves, period. God loved you, and everyone, not because you believed in certain things, but because you were a mess, and lonely, and His or Her child. God loved you no matter how crazy you felt on the inside, no matter what a fake you were; always, even in your current condition, even before coffee. God loves you crazily, like I love you...like a slightly overweight auntie, who sees only your marvelousness and need.

Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor.

I get thirsty people glasses of water, even if that thirsty person is just me.

There is nothing you can buy, achieve, own, or rent that can fill up that hunger inside for a sense of fulfillment and wonder.