If my life was to be just a single note in an endless symphony, how could I not sound it out for as long and as loudly as I could?

Somewhere, excitement waited for me like an uncut cake.

Anyone who's ever gone from warm and bright to cold and dark knows how I felt.

All around us, birds woke up the sky.

But the wind always swept my words away like cloud shadows, as if it mattered more that I said them, than who heard them.

I slept so long and hard that when my mother woke me the next morning I was a stranger to myself.

And that's when I felt the first wave of sorrow that came from keeping a new secret.

How can such scary looking parents create something so cute?

Every New Yorker thinks they’re automatically better than everyone else in every other city on the planet: even their unnems were a better class of beggars.

Just a little loving kindness is sometimes all anyone really needs.

When you do something because you're angry, you almost always do the wrong thing.

Life today has become a series of spectacles to be viewed, not actions to be lived.

Whoever falls from God's right hand is caught into His left.

Original thought is like original sin: both happened before you were born to people you could not have possibly met.

I don't write anything that I haven't lived. In terms of integrity, you have to write what you live. And if you write beyond what you live, it is theory. And theory is not helpful. It is just not.

Step forward, use your voice, get out in the world, and live!

At any given moment, I open my eyes and exist.