I don’t have much advice to offer that’s worth a damn but I do know this: Never once have I taken a walk and regretted it.
The most purpose I’ve ever felt was with a pen in my hand- with words like whispers, dancing across my knuckles.
And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, “I need a safe-keeper.” So God made a farmer’s wife.
Home always smells different when the water is high.
“When I call to mind my earliest impressions, I wonder whether the process ordinarily referred to as growing up is not actually a process of growing down; whether experience, so much touted among adults as the thing children lack, is not actually a progressive…