Sometimes you don't realize you've crossed a line until you're on the other side and can't go back.

You keep a secret inside of you and it feels like a wall that separates you from others.

How I wish I could hug everyone and tell them that it's okay. It's okay to be scared and angry and hurt and selfish. It's part of being human.

The secrets I receive reflect the full spectrum of complicated issues that many of us struggle with every day: Intimacy, trust, meaning, humor, and desire.

It's the children the world almost breaks who grow up to save it.

I just invite people to share a secret with me. It's not like I'm a psychiatrist who's going to react to it or a priest who's going to give you something to do. When you let it go, there's kind of this void and I think people like that.

Secrets can remind us of the countless human dramas, of frailty and heroism playing out silently in the lives of people all around us.