They say change gets more difficult as we get older - each year we're more stuck in our ways, more reluctant to learn something new.

It is a great paradox and a great injustice that writers write because we fear death and want to leave something indestructible in our wake and, at the same time, are drawn to all the things that kill: whiskey and cigarettes, unprotected sex, and deep-fried burritos.

Your heart is the size of your fist; keep loving, keep fighting.

I've been thinking about disowning some of my genes lately. I have a few healthy, happy, long-living optimists in my family tree - most of them fans of Christian Science founder Mary Baker Eddy, a major champion of positive thinking. But I've got plenty of ancestors who played out more tortured hands.

One thing that blocks flow is self-consciousness.

Looking for the perfect day is not going to make us happy, because that day isn't going to come.

In our cultural history, all emotions have been more culturally acceptable to women.