Love is the great test of the human. The human is tested by our ability to withstand love. Love is so difficult, it is so challenging, it demands of us that we wreck it with ourselves. It demands of us an honesty that few of us could sustain.

Travel light. She extended her arms to embrace her house, maybe the whole world.

I think men spend so much time passing for being men.

I was really drawn to thinking about the women in my life. Thinking about my mother, who's a very powerful force on me. And I have these two very strong sisters who took up a lot of imaginary space in my life.

Love was a rare thing, easily confused with a million other things, and if anybody knew this to be true it was him.

Because I can't seem to escape it. It's a way for me to address and counter my questions about what it means to be human, or, in my case a Dominican human who grew up in New Jersey.

I'm having so much trouble with writing. Maybe if I help other people, it'll be easier for me.