There isn't a thing to eat down there in the rabbit hole of your bitterness except your own desperate heart.

Acceptance is a small quiet room.

All of us, as we mature and grow up - if we're doing life right - we evolve.

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

I didn't feel sad or happy. I didn't feel proud or ashamed. I only felt that in spite of all the things I'd done wrong, in getting myself here, I'd done right.

The obliterated place is equal parts destruction and creation. The obliterated place is pitch black and bright light. It is water and parched earth. It is mud and it is manna. The real work of deep grief is making a home there.

I really came to literature through poetry.