You don't remember what happened. What you remember becomes what happened.

For she had embodied the Great Perhaps--she had proved to me that it was worth it to leave behind my minor life for grander maybes, and now she was gone and with her my faith in perhaps.

I feel like I might start crying and that I'm going to cry pee.

Getting you a date to prom is so hard that the hypothetical idea itself is used to cut diamonds.

Sometimes you lose a battle. But mischief always wins the war

Suffering is universal. it’s the one thing Buddhists, Christians, and Muslims are all worried about.

What I love about the sculpture is that it makes the bones that we are always walking and playing on manifest, like in a world that so often denies the reality of death and the reality that we are surrounded by and outnumbered by the dead. Here, is a very playful way of acknowledging that and acknowledging that and that always, whenever we play, whenever we live, we are living in both literal and metaphorical ways on the memory and bones of the dead.