The things I carry closest to my heart are things I can't own.

When moral superiority combines with billowing ignorance, they fill up a hot-air balloon that's awfully hard not to poke.

You could love your crazy people, even admire them, instead of resenting that they're not self-sufficient.

Nonfiction requires enormous discipline. You construct the terms of your story, and then you stick to them.

I grew up aware of all the people I depended on and who depended on me.

I did it to win love, and to prove myself capable. Not to move mountains. In my opinions, mountains don't move. They only look changed when you look down on them from great height.

Feeling that morality has nothing to do with the way you use the resources of the world is an idea that can't persist much longer. If it does, then we won't.