There were moments when I felt seriously unhinged; when I was convinced that I would never, ever recover from what had happened, when it was absolutely clear to me that life from this point on would be constant agony.

We don't like admitting this, but it is a key component of human existence: the fact that life has the potential for things both wondrous and horrific.

If there is an abiding theme in 'The Pursuit of Happiness,' it is the idea that you come into the world already shaped by other people's past histories.

Words matter, words have import.

We can rarely tell others what we really think about them--not just because it would so wound them, but also because it would so wound ourselves.

The only time you truly become an adult is when you finally forgive your parents for being just as flawed as everyone else.

There is much to be said for solitude.