There is no sound so terrible as a man's sorrow for his own death.

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

Poise and indifference so often look the same.

Society values cooperation over independence, obedience over individuality, and niceness above all else.

Pay minimum wage, you get minimum work. Nobody seems to get that.

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.

The memory is like orbiting twin stars, one visible, one dark, the trajectory of what's evident forever affected by the gravity of what's concealed.