I had to go on without my mother, even though I was suffering terribly, grieving her.

Because when an artist has to assert that her intended audience is all humans rather than those who happen to be of her particular gender or race, what she’s actually having to assert is the breadth and depth of her own humanity.

I am an advocate of honesty and openness, and I think deceit is a dangerous seed to plant and let grow in relationships.

I'd finally come to understand what it had been: a yearning for a way out, when actually what I had wanted to find was a way in.

You can't replicate walking 94 days through the wilderness by yourself with a really heavy pack until you do it.

You don’t have a right to the cards you believe you should have been dealt with. You have an obligation to play the hell out of the ones you’re holding and my dear one, you and I have been granted a mighty generous one.

The only way out of a hole is to climb out.