We're all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness — and call it love — true love.
I've always thought anyone can make money. Making a life worth living, that's the real test.
The winding down of summer puts me in a heavy philosophical mood.
Everything we do in our growing up has been done before. But it needs recognition and validation each time for each one of us - public, private, and secret.
The world does not need tourists who ride by in a bus clucking their tongues. The world as it is needs those who will love it enough to change it, with what they have, where they are.
I fear the boredom that comes with not learning and not taking chances.