When I look at each of my brothers, I see two things. First, I see the next place I want to leave a rosy welt. Second, I see a good man who will always be there, no matter how hard life gets for me or him. Then, I get out of the way because I realize he's coming at me with a wet dish towel.

A lot of people don't like me. I take that as evidence that I have done something beautifully different or something extraordinary.

I will never grow thick skin, so that you don't have to feel bad about being a jerk to me.

I'm not going to miss 95% of life to weigh 5% less.

The most difficult part of dating as a single parent is deciding how much risk your own child's heart is worth.

Share your weaknesses. Share your hard moments. Share your real side. It'll either scare away every fake person in your life or it will inspire them to finally let go of that mirage called "perfection," which will open the doors to the most important relationships you'll ever be a part of.

My dad encouraged me to quit my job and pursue the life that I am about to have. He got excited with me. He was the first one to tell me that I could do it. I am 30 years old, and I still find great power in my own dad telling me it's possible. I still find great power in my own dad telling me I can do it.