You can't walk alone. Many have given the illusion, but none have really walked alone. Man is not made that way. Each man is bedded in his people, their history, their culture, and their values.

To get from people you had to give a piece of yourself, a real piece that mattered. Just being nice was not enough.

What do you get out of hating people, out of having this bitterness in your heart always?

They say life is all about connecting, like that's a good thing. But when brain and eyes are lining up you know different.

Mom had the kind of love for her that you could feel, like it was part of the atmosphere

To live with the conscious knowledge of the shadow of uncertainty, with the knowledge that disaster or tragedy could strike at any time; to be afraid and to know and acknowledge your fear, and still to live creatively and with unstinting love: that is to live with grace.

You can't walk alone. Many have given the illusion, but none have really walked alone. Man is not made that way. Each man is bedded in his people, their history, their culture, and their values.