There are ways of being abandoned even when your parents are right there.

Can you stop your mother from singing to you? Who would do such a thing?

We have a huge struggle for our sense of what a democracy is. We're not living in reality when we think we have some sort of democracy. We're really on the edge. We have two presidents who lost the popular vote but won the election. This is not working.

When every inch of the world is known, sleep may be the only wilderness that we have left.

The story comes around, pushing at our brains, and soon we are trying to ravel back to the beginning, trying to put families into order and make sense of things. But we start with one person, and soon another and another follows, and still another, until we are lost in the connections.

some people meet the way the sky meets the earth, inevitably, and there is no stopping or holding back their love. It exists in a finished world, beyond the reach of common sense.

Freedom, I found is not only in the running but in the heart, the mind, the hands.