One of the greatest opportunities to live our values-or betray them-lies in the food we put on our plates.

No matter how much I feel, I’m not going to let it out. If I have to cry, I’m gonna cry on the inside. If I have to bleed, I’ll bruise. If my heart starts going crazy, I’m not gonna tell everyone in the world about it. It doesn’t help anything. It just makes everyone’s life worse.

It took me as long as I had known him to get rid of all of his words. Like turning an hourglass over.

I want to talk about God in a literary way. But I think I would have a very hard time praying to God.

There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me.

I wanted to hit him. I wanted to hold him. I wanted to shout myself into his ear.

Books are slow, books are quiet. The Internet is fast and loud.