It is, I suppose, the business of grandparents to create memories and the relative of memories: traditions. We want to lodge moments, like snapshots, in the fleeting video of time.

It has begun to occur to me that life is a stage I'm going through.

Welfare is ... the victim of national compassion fatigue.

Saving time, it seems, has a primacy that's too rarely examined.

I have never been especially impressed by the heroics of people convinced they are about to change the world. I am more awed by those who struggle to make one small difference.

We continually want to unmask our heroes as if there were more to be learned from their nakedness than from their choice of clothing.

You can believe in women's rights without believing that every woman is right.