Happy ending are only a pause. There are three kinds of big endings: Revenge. Tragedy. Forgiveness. Revenge and Tragedy often happen together. Forgiveness redeems the past. Forgiveness unblocks the future.

It's hard to remember that this day will never come again. That the time is now and the place is here and that there are no second chances at a single moment.

The crazy thing is that when we go to somebody's house, what's better than looking at their bookshelves? Nobody's ever going to say, "Can I see the index to your Kindle?" It's so depressing and so unsexy. Sure, it's there, but nobody is going to get excited by that.

The Humans is a laugh-and-cry book. Troubling, thrilling, puzzling, believable and impossible. Matt Haig uses words like a tin-opener. We are the tin.

A bridge is a meeting place . . . a possibility, a metaphor.

I am much better at saying how I feel when I no longer feel it.

Fragile creatures of a small blue planet, surrounded by light years of silent space.