Traditionally, I have responded to the transcendent mystics of all religions. I have always responded with breathless excitement to anyone who has ever said that God does not live in a dogmatic scripture or in a distant throne in the sky, but instead abides very close to us indeed- much closer than we can imagine, breathing right through our own hearts.

You were given life; it is your duty (and also your entitlement as a human being) to find something beautiful within life, no matter how slight.

Marriage is an ongoing, centuries-long social experiment that is mostly controlled by the individuals in the relationships who insist on determining what the relationship terms are going to be. And that's why the terms of marriage change with every century and decade. We're shaping it from the inside. Marriage endures because it evolves. Obviously it does. None of us would accept marriage on its 13th century terms, not even the most conservative people...

Nobody until very recently would have thought that their husband was supposed to be their best friend, confidante, intellectual soul mate, co-parent, inspiration.

I watched them, thinking that little girls who make their mothers live grow up to be such powerful women.

The mysterious magnet is either there, buried somewhere deep behind the sternum, or it is not.

I don't think you can come into your wisdom until you have made mistakes on your own skin and felt them in reality of your own life.