I naturally prefer the company of people who hold grudges, as long as they are not held against me.

I would seriously rather be in a long line at the DMV than eat with people I don't know.

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

Rationality squeezes out much that is rich and juicy and fascinating.

Whenever the world throws rose petals at you, which thrill and seduce the ego, beware.

When we did art with the kids, the demons would lie down.

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