Write,' she said, 'as if you'll never be read. That way you'll be sure to tell the truth.

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

I feel, holding books, accommodating their weight and breathing their dust, an abiding love. I trust them, in a way that I can't trust my computer, though I couldn't do without it. Books are matter. My books matter. What would I have done through these years without the library and all its lovely books?

the only thing left to do is love

I hum some secret place into being, thinking of this other me, the one that only I can see, a girl called She, who is not We, a girl who I will never be.

The drugstore is a wonderful place to see all manner of ailments.

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