Kids don’t do what their parents say-they do what they see their parents do. So who was to blame here?

I'm thinking of taking up golf, but the idea of spending time with golfers frightens me.

There is a certain fate to the universe and a certain randomness.

Hope is cruel. Hope reminds me of what almost was. Hope makes the physical ache return.

We all think that we are uniquely complex, that no one can see what we are thinking - yet we also believe that we have the rare ability to read others. This fascinates me at the moment.

In short, the satisfaction of creating, not necessarily the process, always lifts my heart.

There's always a price you pay when you lie. Once you introduce a lie into a relationship, even for the best of intentions, it is always there. Whenever you’re with that person again, that lie is in the room too. It sits on your shoulder. Good lie or bad lie, it's in the room with you forever now. It's your constant companion.