Our desires teach us who we are and who we want to become. Our desires shape our stories.

We cannot think without language, we cannot process experience without story.

Every person is born into life as a blank page and every person leaves life as a full book.

Most of us have developed a fairly extensive vocabulary for describing pain, as though the journal were a doctor requiring much detail to make the correct diagnosis. The roundness of the spiritual journey cannot be expressed without developing an equally extensive vocabulary for talking to ourselves and others about the nature of wonder, joy, ecstasy, love, transfiguration.

The purpose of life is not to maintain personal comfort; it's to grow the soul.

My journal is my life's companion.

Friendship has no civil, and few emotional, rights in our society.