(P)eople’s good intentions can wind up putting us in boxes as confining as coffins.

There’s a piece of lead where my heart should beat Doctor said too dangerous to take out You’d better just leave it be Body grew back around it, a miracle, praise be Now, if only I could get through airport security “bullet

Neither sleet nor rain nor a half inch of snow will compel me to dress like a lumberjack.

Doubt is part of searching. Same as faith.

I can’t imagine what it would be like to have had her company in my head—the comfort that would’ve brought.

Girlfriend is such a stupid word. I couldn't stand calling her that. So, we had to get married, so I could call her 'wife.

Even if you find him. Even if he didn’t leave you on purpose, he can’t possibly live up to the person you’ve built him into.