I vow... "to not let the back & forth of forgiveness interrupt the steadiness of love.

But sometimes, too, you have this little feeling of knowing, this fuzzy, gnawing sense that someone will become a major something in your life. You just know that theirs will be a life you will enter and become a part of.

Rejection, though--it could make the loss of someone you weren't even that crazy about feel gut wrenching and world ending.

The romantic element is what the story Essential Maps for the Lost, sort of sits on, but all the stuff below the surface is really about family. It's about the baggage we bring, both the good and the hard stuff in that baggage. It's more about the other relationships. It's about mothers and fathers and sisters and dogs, all of the pieces. It's really more about - yes, love, in its widest usage.

Being needed was a handy trick. It could fill you up so full you never even noticed all the places that were empty.

Anyway, madness and genius. They're the disturbed pals of the human condition. The Bonnie and Clyde, the Thelma and Louise, the baking soda and vinegar. Insanity just walks alongside the brilliant like some creepy, insistent shadow.

Sometimes that´s all you need…, to know it´s not broken. To know you’re still whole and that you’ll heal.