Don’t worry about being good…. Aspire to be authentic.

My alarm clock during my childhood was a pride of lions.

No one dies of nausea, but it can seriously sap the will to live.

We are all born like Catholics, aren't we—in limbo, without religion, until some figure introduces us to God?

I did not count the days or the weeks or the months. Time is an illusion that only makes us pant. I survived because I forgot even the very notion of time.

I love Canada. Its a wonderful political act of faith that exists atop a breathtakingly beautiful land.

Faith in God is an opening up, a letting go, a deep trust, a free act of love—but sometimes it was so hard to love. Sometimes my heart was sinking so fast with anger, desolation and weariness, I was afraid it would sink to the very bottom of the Pacific and I would not be able to lift it back up.