Happiness is wanting what you have.

If it doesn't sweat, jiggle, or pant, it's not alive.

Since no one really knows what or who God is, or whether God is at all, why can't God be hope?

I used to think that when I grew up there wouldn't be so many rules. Back in elementary school there were rules about what entrance you used in the morning, what door you used going home, when you could talk in the library, how many paper towels you could use in the rest room, and how many drinks of water you could get during recess. And there was always somebody watching to make sure. What I'm finding out about growing older is that there are just as many rules about lots of things, but there's nobody watching.

I can never understand why people who have not seen me for a while ask if I am still writing. They might as well ask me if I am still breathing.

The Three Cs, I told myself. When you're not Comfortable with it, it's not a Compliment, it's Creepy.

We all have our own battles to fight, and sometimes we have to go it alone. I'm stronger than you think, you'd be surprised.