We were both smiling, in that bittersweet way one does when imagining something the heart longs for and the head would dread.

To be part of a family, or any community, is to have duties and responsibility, to be bound by the rules of that group.

Strange, how being left out of a secret always feels like a betrayal of trust.

His absence seemed a solid thing, a burden I must carry in addition to my grief... Yet I knew I would continue to live. Sometimes that knowledge seemed the worst part of my loss.

...You won't even see what is put right on the table before you. Men. If it was raining soup you'd be out there with a fork.

...some secrets beg to be betrayed. The secret of undeclared love is like that.

Still I promise myself, "Next time I will do better" in the all-too-human conceit that I will always be offered a "next time.

There are few things so tender as a man's dignity.

Curiosity is one of the forms of feminine bravery.

I worked for a menial’s hire, Only to learn, dismayed, That any wage I had asked of Life, Life would have willingly paid.

One of the surprises of being a grown-up is embracing the fact that you see your friends when you are both available. It's not like you hang out all the time.... It's just the reality.

My family's the most important thing in my life.

I recognise that Socialism has ended its purely theoretical course, and that the hour to construct has come.

The square = feeling, the white field = the void beyond this feeling.

In drawing, I often think of things as flying buttresses.

I know that sounds weird, but it's hard to be scared or even angry at a guy in Spider-Man pajamas,"- Greg

Dum Spiro, spero- As long as I breathe, I hope.

By means of our myths and legends we maintain a sense of what we are worth and who we are. Without them we should undoubtedly go mad.