There is nothing more touching to me then a family picture where everyone is trying to look his or her best, but you can see what a mess they all really are.

Life does not seem to present itself to me for my convenience, to box itself up nicely so I can write about it with wisdom and a point to make before putting it on a shelf somewhere.

This is one thing they forget to mention in most child-rearing books, that at times you will just lose your mind. Period.

I am all the ages I've ever been.

What’s the difference between you and God? God never thinks he’s you.

I didn't need to understand the hypostatic unity of the Trinity; I just needed to turn my life over to whoever came up with redwood trees.

And you try to quiet your mind so you can hear.