Your problem is how you are going to spend this one and precious life you have been issued. Whether you're going to spend it trying to look good and creating the illusion that you have power over circ...
I am the woman I grew to be partly in spite of my mother, and partly because of the extraordinary love of her best friends, and my own best friends' mothers, and from surrogates, many of whom were not...
When hope is not pinned wriggling onto a shiny image or expectation, it sometimes floats forth and opens.
Ultimately we’re all just walking each other home.
They got to be so conceited because they were Catholics.
Our psychic muscles. They cramp around our wounds—the pain from our childhood, the losses and disappointments of adulthood, the humiliations suffered in both—to keep us from getting hurt in the same p...
If you want to know how God feels about money, look at whom she gives it to.
Death is not the enemy; snakes are. And cheese: it is addictive and irresistible. I have had three kinds so far today.
You just have to see two or three feet ahead of you. This is right up there with the best advice about writing, or life, I have ever heard. So
Wonder takes our breath away, and makes room for new breath. That’s why they call it breathtaking.
When I had been writing food reviews for a number of years, there were so many restaurants and individual dishes in my brainpan that when people asked for a recommendation, I couldn’t think of a singl...
What if you wake up some day, and you’re 65… and you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life?
What helps is that we are not all crazy and hopeless on the same day.
We want a sense that an important character, like a narrator, is reliable. We want to believe that a character is not playing ages or being coy or being manipulative, but is telling the truth to the b...
These are pictures of the people in my family where we look like the most awkward and desperate folk you ever saw, poster children for the human condition.
Then it came to me: I was asking the wrong question. The right one is: Where is God in gang warfare? And the answer is, The same place God is in Darfur, and in our alcoholism, and when children are bu...
The welcome book would have taught us that power and signs of status can’t save us, that welcome—both offering and receiving—is our source of safety. Various chapters and verses of this book would rem...
Some people wanted to get rich or famous, but my friends and I wanted to get real. We wanted to get deep. (Also, I suppose, we wanted to get laid.)
She wants to have hiked; I want to have had dessert.
She walked to the front door. 'Hello?''Hello,' a woman's voice said.'Are you a Witness?''I swear to God I didn't see a thing.