The excesses of love soon pass, but its insufficiencies torment us forever.
Loneliness, insomnia, and change: the fear of these is even worse than the reality.
Many of us are equal to life's emergencies who cannot bear its day-after-dayness.
All love is probationary, a fact which frightens women and exhilarates men.
I've been hiding from God, and I'm appalled to find how easy it is.
It's awesome to realize that if your greatest potential talent is for riding a bicycle upside down on a high wire, you will somehow discover it.