A guy can do far far worse than surrounding himself with people who restore his faith in humanity.

The word I think of is precarious. I am struck by how precarious it all is. How the things that hold us are only as strong as the faith we have in them.

I'm not a very happy person," I told him."But sometimes I can trick myself into thinking I am.

And maybe it is only by finding yourself that you can feel the true intensity of becoming close to another person.

It's the secret smile you get from knowing that, somewhere, there is someone who is yours. Not in the sense that you own her or control her. She is yours because you can say anything to her, whenever you need to. And she can do the same, whenever she needs to.

If you start the day reading the obituaries, you live your day a little differently.

Things rarely get fixed the way they need to be.