Letting go of randomness is one of the hardest decisions a person can make.

My writing process is ritualized and monotonous, but there's no other way to get the job done. All other fiction writers I've met say the same thing.

just then a bee bumbled above us and stole our attention the way flying things can

Sometimes you accidentally input an extra digit into the year: i.e, 19993 and you add 18,000 years on to *now*, and you realize that the year 19993 will one day exist and that time is a scary thing, indeed.

Birds are a miracle because they prove to us there is a finer, simpler state of being which we may strive to attain.

You can't get mad at weather because weather's not about you. Apply that lesson to most other aspects of life.

You know, I really think that when God puts together families, he sticks his finger into the white pages and selects a group of people at random and then says to them all, 'Hey! You're going to spend the next seventy years together, even though you have nothing in common and don't even like each other. And, should you not feel yourself caring about any of this group of strangers, even for a second, you will just feel dreadful