Your unconscious can't work when you are breathing down its neck.

I am all the ages I've ever been.

You can tell if people are following Jesus, because they are fedding the poor, sharing their wealth, and trying to get everyone medical insurance.

The problem is acceptance, which is something we're taught not to do. We're taught to improve uncomfortable situations, to change things, alleviate unpleasant feelings. But if you accept the reality that you have been given- that you are not in a productive creative period- you free yourself to begin filling up again.

Grace arrived, like the big, loopy stitches with which a grandmotherly stranger might baste your hem temporarily.

E-books are great for instant gratification - you see a review somewhere of a book that interests you, and you can start reading it five minutes later.

You are not your bank account, or your ambitiousness. You're not the cold clay lump with a big belly you leave behind when you die. You're not your collection of walking personality disorders. You are spirit, you are love.