Maybe 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.

Certainty is missing the point entirely.

When we're dealing with the people in our family - no matter how annoying or gross they may be, no matter how self-inflicted their suffering may appear, no matter how afflicted they are with ignorance, prejudice or nose hairs - we give from the deepest parts of ourselves.

Toddlers can make you feel as if you have violated some archaic law in their personal Koran and you should die, infidel.

We all know we're going to die; what's important is the kind of men and women we are in the face of this.

I was raised by my parents to believe that you had a moral obligation to try and help save the world.

... everyone has come to understand that unconditional love is a reality, but with as shelf life of about eight to ten seconds. [p. 110]