The power to bring me out of solitude - or to push me back into it - had never belonged to another person. It was mine and only mine.

Absolutely lonely people have few personal interactions of any kind.

I have come to believe that there are infinite passageways out of the shadows, infinite vehicles to transport us into the light.

Every day brings new choices.

I'd like to help repair the earth's ecosystems, and to fully live until I'm fully dead.

If you'd rather live surrounded by pristine objects than by the traces of happy memories, stay focused on tangible things. Otherwise, stop fixating on stuff you can touch and start caring about stuff that touches you.

I am free, and always have been; free to accept my own reality, free to trust my perceptions, free to believe what makes me feel sane even if others call me crazy, free to disagree even if it means great loss, free to seek the way home until I find it.