We’d turn our lives into a terrible adventure. A true-life horror story with a happy ending. A trial we’d survive to talk about.

You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.

The best fights don't occur between strangers. They occur between friends who trust each other.

Those who remember the past tend to get the story really screwed up.

Just keep asking yourself: What would Jesus not do?

I used to work in a funeral home to feel good about myself, just the fact that I was breathing.

Hey, even the Mona Lisa is falling apart.