I believe that illness has led me to a life of gratitude, so I consider Lyme disease at this point in my life to be a blessing in disguise.

Forget love. Try good manners.

You know how some people, when they're together, they somehow make you feel more hopeful? Make you feel like the world is not the insane place it really is?

I want to lay up like that, to float unstructured, without ambition or anxiety. I want to inhabit my life like a porch.

we have to suffer mosquitoes the size of blackbirds.

As a writer, I am not goddess of the universes I create. I am at most a stage manager of the plentiful gifts which tumble out of the horn of plenty, which is to say there is a source so sweet and forgiving and generous that I pray every day to let that source be my guide.

Life is short but it is wide. This too shall pass.