You can find something truly important in an ordinary minute.

Did you feel guilty cursing God--you, of all people?' No,' he said. 'Because even in doing so, I was recognizing there was a greater power than me.' He paused. And that is how I began to heal.

I don't know about Heaven or Hell, but I do know that we are visited all the time by the spirits of those who affected us in life.

You are not your past.

Kids chase the love that eludes them.

We move through places every day that would never have been if not for those who came before us. Our workplaces, where we spend so much time--we often think they began with our arrival. That's not true.

My mother was French Protestant, and my father was Italian Catholic, and their union was an excess of God, guilt and sauce.