If you don't like something about yourself, change it. If you're OK with it, you gotta own it. There's nothing in between.

We're seeing a decline in religion in North America but, I hope, a rise in individual spirituality. Whatever that means to people.

I'm not alone in having obese people in my circle and in my family. I have loved morbidly obese people, and I don't approach obesity with revulsion or judgment but with empathy and compassion.

How cruel it must be for a man to live past his soul.

The city, no matter how small, is corrupt and unrepentant, while the sun shines brighter in the country, making people more wholesome.

I have never looked into my sister's eyes. I have never bathed alone. I have never stood in the grass at night and raised my arms to the beguiling moon. I’ve never used an airplane bathroom. Or worn a hat. Or been kissed like that. I’ve never driven a car. Or slept through the night. Never a private talk. Or a solo walk. I’ve never climbed a tree. Or faded into a crowd. So many things I’ve never done, but oh, how I’ve been loved. And, if such things were to be, I’d live a thousand lives as me, to be loved so exponentially.

The world's waistlines are expanding, but it's an epidemic of a larger issue in terms of our bounty having become our burden.