The good face pain. But the great? They embrace it.

Seems like half my anxiety dreams are about airports.

A hundred objective measurements didn't sum the worth of a garden; only the delight of its users did that.

Utterly bleak and black is not the sum of realism. All the other colors are real, too.

I need words that mean more than they mean, words not just with height and width, but depth and weight and, and other dimensions that I cannot even name.

Growing up, I have discovered over time, is rather like housework: never finished.

It’s important that someone celebrate our existence," she objected amiably. "People are the only mirror we have to see ourselves in. The domain of all meaning. All virtue, all evil, are contained only in people. There is none in the universe at large. Solitary confinement is a punishment in every human culture.