I remember staring at my son endlessly when he was an infant, stunned by his very existence, wondering where on earth he had come from.
Anne LamottIām probably just as good a mother as the next repressed, obsessive-compulsive paranoiac.
Anne LamottYou 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.
Anne LamottMaybe it's wishful thinking, this snaggly faith of mine, or maybe it's Miles Davis saying, Don't play what's there, play what's not there.
Anne Lamott