Rarely does the truth set us free. Usually it chains us to the earth like a ghost.

Travel makes existentialists of us all.

In writing these poems about relatives, I found it almost impossible to write about the mother. I was stuck. My feelings about my mother, you see, must be too complicated to easily flow into words.

You may lose paradise, but gain heaven when you rise up and repent. The success that comes after a temporal failure is an amazing spectacular!

Begin with “I remember.” Write lots of small memories. If you fall into one large memory, write that. Just keep going. Don’t be concerned if the memory happened five seconds ago or five years ago.

Every man is his own ancestor and every man his own heir. He devises his own future and he inherits his own past.

A light cotton cami is always great to stay cool.

There is a place called ‘heaven’ where the good here unfinished is completed; and where the stories unwritten, and the hopes unfulfilled, are continued. We may laugh together yet.

I'm not a psychiatrist. I'm not treating patients.

If news is not really news unless it is bad news, it may be difficult to claim we are an informed nation

A fun read that reminds single girls everywhere that it's fabulous to be single.

The prohibition of L'shon Hara is the Jewish equivalent of the Buddhist practice of Right Speech.