Open your hearts. Deep inside ourselves, we are all one and the same.

My son is now fourteen, and from the moment he was born, I understood that forevermore my heart would be walking around outside my body.

There's something about urban life - you walk out your door, and you're in a steady of stream of life happening around you, and it's very easy to get caught up in that stream and simply kind of keep on moving.

Everything you need to know about life can be learned from a genuine and ongoing attempt to write

I don't know why this is, but I really believe that things don't happen when we're trying to will them into being. They don't happen when we're waiting for the phone to ring, or the email to pop up in our in box. They don't happen when we're gripping too tightly. They happen - if they happen at all - when we've fully let go of the results. And, perhaps, when we're ready.

Michael Lowenthal has written a big-hearted and wise book about familial love in all its richness and complexity.

I think so much about how we read, about the nature of solitude, and of community, is changing in ways that none of us yet understand.