Throw kindness around like confetti.

“I like my religion sung, not said“

The opposite of faith is not doubt but certainty.

Most pivotal chapter is 3… “why we are the problem”… We are a highly suggestible species.

If you are looking for god, go to where suffering is.

I’m a chronologically gifted woman.

The tabloid is the id of journalism.

The people who have kept the society going during the pandemic are often the most disregarded.

Kindness is a meek little virtue. It’s doable. It’s modest. It’s simple. Maybe it will be the disinfectant we need.

If equal affection cannot be, let the loving one be me.

Richard Holloway, The Stories We Tell Ourselves