Women are capable of enduring a tremendous amount of disappointment and still have a good life.

My mom is a master gardener and I grew up on a farm. I came back to it really late in life and discovered that despite how lazy and inattentive I was as a child, I had managed to accidentally learn quite a bit about gardening.

A fish and a bird may indeed fall in love, but where shall they live?

When I look at my life and the lives of my female friends these days - with our dizzying number of opportunities and talents - I sometimes feel as though we are all mice in a giant experimental maze, scurrying around frantically, trying to find our way through.

A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake.

There is a reason they call God a presence - because God is right here, right now. In the present is the only place to find Him, and now is the only time.

I am burdened with what the Buddhists call the monkey mind. The thoughts that swing from limb to limb, stopping only to scratch themselves, spit and howl. My mind swings wildly through time, touching on dozens of ideas a minute, unharnessed and undisciplined. You are, after all, what you think. Your emotions are the slaves to your thoughts, and you are the slave to your emotions.