What if we never 'get over' certain deaths, or our childhoods? What if the idea that we should have by now, or will, is a great palace lie? What if we're not supposed to? What if it takes a life time...?

When hope is not pinned wriggling onto a shiny image or expectation, it sometimes floats forth and opens.

People help you or you help them and when we offer or receive help, we take in each other. And then we are saved.

Trying to reason with an addict was like trying to blow out a lightbulb.

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.

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?

Gratitude, not understanding, is the secret to joy and equanimity.