Rumi will transform you, in ways you didn’t know you needed transforming.

This is, I believe, what happens when people take their own lives. They're not killing themselves, they're killing the world. Either to spare it pain or to cause it some, depending.

To me, God is like this happy bus driver.

I need - and occasionally love - to write for the same reasons I always did: hard as writing is, it's generally easier than life.

You can't really compare hells. But I suppose the hell of being strung out on another person's addictive behavior is its own special thing.

Life can be lived as a temporary arrangement. Life is a temporary arrangement! But the longer you go without changing, the more obscure the likelihood you ever will. After enough time passes, the idea of another way of life grows even more misty.

I always tell myself, when I remember the non-stop self-generated hell party that used to be my life, I wouldn't be here if I didn't go there.