If a 6 foot tall talking Badger comes to your door with a great deal on health insurance, be certain to ask if it includes in-patient psychiatric care.
Making the hard to decision to throw away a once favorite bra is like deleting an ex-friend that repeatedly let you down.
I had to free myself from my devotion to him... to us... without losing my ability to believe in love.
... And I wondered if we had disappointed God so much, that he wrote us off as pets, just alive to entertain.
Divine does not tempt us to see what's in our hearts, it tempts us so we could see what's in our hearts.
My voice falls into Southern drawl when I am tired, drunk, or in trouble. Too often, my accent is attacked by all three of these realities.
Unknowingly, he prepared me to survive the rest of my days with the way he shielded himself from emotional vulnerabilities that slowly destroy the rest of us.
I have always wanted to give you the world, so I started giving you pieces of the oceans that kept us apart.
Women who say that they have met the most amazing guy in the world are only saying that because they haven’t lived with them yet.
I have always been quite good at falling in love, but I don’t pretend to know anything about literal happily ever afters.
There are politics in sexual relationships because they occur in the context of a society that assigns power based on gender and other systems of inequality and privilege.
I will fight for you, and if you know me well enough, you know i am pretty darn good at winning.
When a fire rises, don't be quick to worry. Find the purpose of the fire, if it's negative, water it down, if positive, feed the flames.
One time, I went to a restaurant and I asked the waiter for some food for thought. He left, came back, and tried shoving a sirloin in my ear.
I knew a kid who stuck a knife in the toaster on a few occasions. He learned it hurt. He grew up to be a great electrician.
The moment my niece came into the world, I realized that logic can't make sense of someone who's so brand new to you.
Everyday's a honeymoon. Cuz darling, I love you to the moon.
Sometimes when I'm writing, I wonder if the words have a mind of their own, and if they're really just using me as a puppet to manifest themselves.
The shelf was filled with books that were hard to read, that could devastate and remake one's soul, and that, when they were finished, had a kick like a mule.
I roused myself from the book which I was dreaming over rather than reading, and left my chambers to meet the cool night air in the suburbs.
When I was younger I used to get my best writing done at night, but now it has to be during the day. I usually finish work at half past seven, then go back to the house to open a bottle of wine, have dinner, and then read or watch television.
