I figure guys are like Whitman's Samplers. I like to take a little bite out of each and then move on before the whole box gets stale.

I write letters to my right brain all the time. They're just little notes. And right brain, who likes to get little notes from me, will often come through within a day or two.

Grade school was perilous. ... I can see how I must have worried them. I was the kind of kid who, for no apparent reason, wept piteously or threw up on myself. On an especially scary day, I sometimes did both.

Lucky is the spouse who dies first, who never has to know what survivors endure.

The struggle is what teaches you.

Grieving is like being ill. You think the entire world revolves around you and it doesn't.

People get careless when they're feeling safe.