I sometimes wonder if it is just me, or if there are other women who figure out where they are supposed to be by going nowhere.

I don't know whether you can look at your past and find, woven like the hidden symbols on a treasure map, the path that will point to your final destination.

The Inuit say that the stars are holes in heaven. And every time we see the people we loved shining through, we know they're happy.

If God wanted us to act on instinct, we wouldn't have the power of reason.

You could only save someone that wanted to be saved; otherwise, you'd be be dragged down for the count, too.

It is a remarkable question- Do all the wonderful things happen when we are not aware of them?

When your mother is made out of your dreams, anything real is bound to disappoint you.