The trick to forgetting the big picture is to look at everything close-up. The shortcut to closing a door is to bury yourself in the details. This is how we must look to God. As if everything's fine.

Am I sleeping? Have I slept at all? This is insomnia.

Maybe we have to break everything to make something better out of ourselves.

To repeat, the way you get to the huge, impossible yes is, you start collecting a lot of easy, small yeses.

There are bodies buried everywhere you just have to know where to look.

We've spent so much time judging what other people created that we've created very, very little of our own.

The weather today is partly angry, leading to resignation and ultimatums.