What you lose in blindness is the space around you, the place where you are, and without that you might not exist. You could be nowhere at all.

Fiction and essays can create empathy for the theoretical stranger.

Even feigning surprise, pretending it was unexpected and saying a ritual thanks, is surely wiser than just expecting everything so carelessly.

How is it right to slip free of an old skin and walk away from the scene of the crime? We came, we saw, we took away and we left behind, we must be allowed our anguish and our regrets.

God doesn’t need to punish us. He just grants us a long enough life to punish ourselves.

You can’t replace people you love with other people…But you can trust that you’re not going to run out of people to love.

Our plans are small and somewhat absurd.