I love silence. I seek and create it at every opportunity. I need it to work.
I just try to love and serve everyone, and bring everyone water, and lend an ear; that's what Jesus said to do.
Expectations are resentment waiting to happen.
A hundred years from now? All new people.
Grace is the light or electricity or juice or breeze that takes you from that isolated place and puts you with others who are as startled and embarrassed and eventually grateful as you are to be there.
Because this business of becoming conscious, of being a writer, is ultimately about asking yourself, How alive am I willing to be?