I can't count the times that upon telling someone I am vegetarian, he or she responded by pointing out an inconsistency in my lifestyle or trying to find a flaw in an argument I never made. (I have often felt that my vegetarianism matters more to such people than it does to me.)

Everybody knows the competing identities of people who have kids.

There is nothing wrong with compromising. Even if you compromise almost everything.

Nothing is beautiful and true.

I wanted so much to have a life. Even just once, even for a second.

I first became a vegetarian when I was nine, in response to an argument made by a radical babysitter. My great change - which lasted a couple of weeks - was based on the very simple instinct that it's wrong to kill animals for food.

I wish my days could be washed away like the chalk lines of my days.