We want our wounds to speak for themselves, but usually we end up having to speak for them.

No trauma has discrete edges. Trauma bleeds. Out of wounds and across boundaries.

The pain is what you make of it. You have to find something in it that yields. I understood my guiding imperative as: keep bleeding, but find some love in the blood.

Commonality doesn't inoculate against hurt.

Imagining someone else's pain with too much surety can be as damaging as failing to imagine it.

I needed people to deliver my feelings back to me in a form that was legible. Which is a superlative kind of empathy to seek, or to supply: an empathy that rearticulates more clearly what it's shown.

Pain without cause is a pain we can't trust. We assume it's been chosen or fabricated.

Freedom from one man is just another one.

Bad movies and bad writing and easy cliches still manage to make us feel things toward each other. Part of me is disgusted by this. Part of me celebrates it.

Irony is easier than hopeless silence but braver than flight.

facts are aligned on shelves as well, necessarily chosen and arranged, assigned value by explanations neatly stuck where prices might have been.

Happiness is secured through virtue it is a good attained by man's own will.

The average man cannot believe that an artist may be as serious and highminded an observer of life as the professed man of science.

Sometimes I snore, like when I get really tired.

I'm more like an oven than a microwave.

Confronting climate change is, in the long run, one of the greatest challenges that we face, and you can see this duty or responsibility laid down in scriptures, clearly.

I don't think there is such a thing as an intelligent mega-rich person. For who with a fine mind can look out upon this world and hoard what can nourish a thousand souls.

When your whole being is attracted to someone else's whole being, then I think that is someone you were meant to be connected with at some point.

Strangers see you the way you want them to see you. You can't fool friends…that's what makes them friends... Pretty Little Liars

One of my favorite ideas is, never to keep an unnecessary soldier.

Doubt is the offspring of knowledge: the savage never doubts at all.