Humans are the only animals that have children on purpose, keep in touch (or don't), care about birthdays, waste and lose time, brush their teeth, feel nostalgia, scrub stains, have religions and political parties and laws, wear keepsakes, apologize years after an offense, whisper, fear themselves, interpret dreams, hide their genitalia, shave, bury time capsules, and can choose not to eat something for reasons of conscience. The justifications for eating animals and for not eating them are often identical: we are not them.

If god exists, he is not to be believed in.

I'm interested in the kind of religion that makes life harder. I'm not so interested in the comforting kind of religion.

Sadness of love without release.

Our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.

I never confused what I had with what I was.

I think and think and think, I‘ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.