Whatever life brings, we'll share, " she says, and "I can do no more than the best I can.

May we all soon go about as our real selves and take joy in it, saying, yes, yes, to whatever we are.

The world looks so beautiful! She wonders how one can not do for it anything that needs to be done, or at least all one can do.

She tips back her head and howls: Moooooown! Oh wonderful moooooowwwwwyyyn!

Lying is easy. But it's lonely.""What do you mean?""When you lie to everyone about everything, what's left? What's true?""Nothing, " I say."Exactly.

What better place to kill time than a library?

What can God have that gives him greater satisfaction than that a thousand times a day all his creatures should thus pause to withdraw and worship him in the heart.

I went whale watching once. It was very similar to watching people on a boat become disappointed.

Small towns make up for their lack of people by having everyone be more interesting.

If you grew up in a house where you weren't loved, you didn't know there was an alternative.

I hope I am not too repetitive. However, coming to terms with death is part of the general human situation.

When you know how to use it, disobedience can be a virtue.

People are getting attention for doing nothing, for behaving poorly, for abusing themselves in public and being abused, exploiting themselves. I find it vulgar and I find it awful.

One of the deep routed motivations for looking at our connection to snow and its journey to our mountains came from Bryan Iguchi, who I rode with a lot when I was just a teenager.