I write short, my words tight to the thread of the narrative.

That profound night freedom was agreeable and exciting.

The most painful and jealously guarded secrets are perhaps the ones that everyone around us knows. Stupid tragedies. Useless tears.

When I left, I had learnt nothing. I took nothing with me. At least, that's what I thought then.

I was realizing, for the first time, that everything goes on, turns gray, is ruined in the living. That there is no end to our story until death comes and the body decays.

It was the first time I traveled alone, but I was not scared.

Someone who lives meaningfully for 30 years has lived a much longer Life than one who drifted through Life for 60 years.

To her core, she suddenly knew she was not prepared to die at the hands of this worm. She had a betrothal ball to attend, wedding vows to declare, and a good man to love.

One thing I realize now is that you only advertise your beliefs with a t-shirt if you're seriously insecure.

The longer I look at something, the more my imagination churns and I can find somewhere to put it.

As long as Iran's aggressive policies continue, it's going to be bad for the region. Iran has to decide whether it wants a revolution or a nation-state.

With a lot of success comes a lot of negativity.

The telephone is a good way to talk to people without having to offer them a drink.

Beware of a man of one book.

For the United States, the ACA is a revolution, an enormous set of changes that many see as a huge step forward and many others see as a wrong turn.

How is it that the sky feeds the stars?