Perhaps home is not a place but simply an irrevocable condition.

If one cannot risk oneself, then one is simply incapable of giving. And, after all, one can give freedom only by setting someone free.

Heavenly witnesses are a tricky lot, to be used by whoever is closest to Heaven at the time. And legend and theology, which are designed to sanctify our fears, crimes, and aspirations, also reveal them for what they are.

People can cry much easier than they can change, a rule of psychology people like me picked up as kids on the street.

Writing is a political instrument.

Love him and let him love you. Do you think anything else under heaven really matters?

An identity would seem to be arrived at by the way in which the person faces and uses his experience.