We don't consider the roles that we're taking in making the world the way it is.

Maybe happiness is like a virus. Maybe it's one of those bugs that sits for a long time, so we don't even know that we are infected.

Until I was 42, I could fit everything that I owned into two suitcases.

The web: yet another total disorientation that becomes status quo without anyone realizing it.

We will live with racism for ever. But senses of self, senses of belonging, senses of us and of others? Those are up for grabs.

I don't mind arguing with myself. It's when I lose that it bothers me.

I like to travel and connect.