I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived just the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as well.

No matter how politely one says it, we owe our existence to the farts of blue-green algae.

History is an agreed-upon fiction.

We would lie on coral sand, below sugary stars, watching Cassiopeia mount her throne and the Great Bear wash its paws in the South. I would say, "I have a secret to tell you." And, folding me in your arms, boyish and sly, you would answer: "Whisper it into my mouth.

In the early years of the Uprising, we survived on one meal a day of horse meat and soup, but by the end we ate only dried peas, dogs, cats and birds.

hope and uncertainty [are] the twin ingredients necessary for romance to thrive. ... Nothing begins with so much excitement and hope, or fails as often, as love.

Hurricane season brings a humbling reminder that, despite our technologies, most of nature remains unpredictable.