Laughter is carbonated holiness..

Everyone is flailing through this life without an owner's manual, with whatever modicum of grace and good humor we can manage..

I don't think you have time to waste not writing because you are afraid you won't be good at it..

You get your intuition back when you make space for it, when you stop the chattering of the rational mind..

And she is going to dance, dance hungry, dance full, dance each cold astonishing moment, now when she is young and again when she is old..

My experience as a writer is that you really do write seven and eight pages to find the paragraph you were after all along..

Laughter is a bubbly, effervescent form of holiness.

I have been somebody who has not written a great deal about the truth of my family's life..

The world is always going to be dangerous, and people get badly banged up, but how can there be more meaning than helping one another stand up in a w….

They believe that if they do get published, a wonderful new life is in store. It will turn out that deep down they are really valuable people and wil….

I spent my whole life helping my mother carry around her psychic trunks like a bitter bellhop. So a great load was lifted when she died, and my life ….

What’s the difference between you and God? God never thinks he’s you..

It turned out this man worked for the Dalai Lama. And she said gently-that they believe when a lot of things start going wrong all at once, it is to ….

I'm not going to change the way people think about me, but I can say you know what? I'm not going to carry that in my backpack..

I'm all over the place, up and down, scattered, withdrawing, trying to find some elusive sense of serenity." The world can't give that serenity. The ….

Rationality squeezes out much that is rich and juicy and fascinating..

A nun I know once told me she kept begging God to take her character defects away from her. After years of this prayer, God finally got back to her: ….

Here are the two best prayers I know: 'Help me, help me, help me' and 'Thank you, thank you, thank you..

Trying to reason with an addict was like trying to blow out a lightbulb..

But you can’t get to any of these truths by sitting in a field smiling beatifically, avoiding your anger and damage and grief. Your anger and damage ….

My coming to faith did not start with a leap but rather a series of staggers from what seemed like one safe place to another. Like lily pads, round a….