My mother's eyes were large and brown, like my son's, but unlike Sam's, they were always frantic, like a hummingbird who can't quite find the flower but keeps jabbing around.

He told me about his monster. His sounded just like mine without quite so much mascara. When people shine a little light on their monster, we find out how similar most of our monsters are.

It's a great time to be alive.

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

Never compare your insides to everyone else's outsides.

When I was young, I used to be so jealous of other girls that it crippled me.

You can safely assume that you've created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do.