Swirling around my ears, the wind and I whooping at the sea, picking up speed, breathing it all in. An act of loving life.

Like Salvador Dali’s paintings of watches melting in the sand, time wanders at its own curious pace whenever you’re on vacation in a foreign country.

Find a way to learn something from every disappointment.

Barely halfway back, exhaustion sets in. What if I don’t make it? An edge of panic gets intercepted by a calmer inner voice: Look behind you.

Out here on the water, it’s a fine line between feeling in control and losing it altogether.

Instead of falling, I am dancing with the wind.

Flip a coin. Life or death. Heads or tails. You never know.

If there’s a takeaway from working here, it’s an understand that, as bioorganisms, we are a walking time bomb programed for cellular self-destruction. Not if, when.

Lucid dreams often feel like this—as if you are observing yourself from a point over your shoulders-arm flexed, hands curving around the boom, breathing, in three dimensional silence.

There are two kinds of special events: planned and unplanned.

Inside, my spirit is sparkling like foam on the crest of a wave at high tide under a full moon.

Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

A seeker of knowledge is the search for wise words.

...if you smile for no reason at all you will actually start to feel happy

I've developed a new philosophy - I only dread one day at a time.

All writers are the same - they forget a thousand good reviews and remember one bad one.

There are very few groups that really stay together. The leaders of groups make enough money to be able to afford to work a maximum of 35-40 weeks a year.

Outrageous fiscal mendacity is neither historically normal nor bipartisan. It’s a modern Republican thing.

Everything in life should be approached as a project. Every project can be broken down into just three things: Action Steps, Backburner Items, and References.

The four Cs of making dreams come true: Curiosity, Courage, Consistency, Confidence.