I am a writer. Imagining what someone would say or do comes to me as naturally as breathing.

It occurs to me that we allow ourselves to imagine only such messages as we need to survive.

We imagined we knew everything the other thought, even when we did not necessarily want to know it, but in fact, I have come to see, we knew not the smallest fraction of what there was to know.

Why did I think that this improvisation could never end? If I had seen that it could, what would I have done differently? What would he?

He meant doing things not because we were expected to do them or had always done them or should do them but because we wanted to do them

I wanted to get the tears out of the way so I could act sensibly.

I could not count the times during the average day when something would come up that I needed to tell him. This impulse did not end with his death. What ended was the possibility of response.

An aunt is a safe haven for a child. Someone who will keep your secrets and is always on your side.

Unlike in my young days I'm not able to eat, drink and sleep tennis.

I come from a family of farmers on both sides of my family.

I'm a one-woman guy. I think that if you can find someone you want to spend the rest of your life with, you should marry them instantly, and try to stay married.

Most fears are not even based on our current reality. They are the product of imagined fears conjured up in our minds - the product of our own fantasies.

Marinate in your own being, grow in your wisdom, mature in understanding, be firm in your conviction, be strong in your Self.

Death doesn't frighten me.

Into this universe, and why not knowing Nor whence, like water willy-nilly flowing; And out of it, as wind along the wate, I know not whither, willy-nilly blowing.

I've never really thought of myself as having an ego. I've always found myself as having a lot of confidence. I know I have a lot of great ability. I know what I bring to the table.

For me, cooking is very connected to my family and friends.