Wandering Bite

Love is strange, and all you can do is go where it takes you with a modicum of grace and gratitude.

The moment of release is accompanied by pain, but it’s always been that way.

At the center of all our elaborate personal security measures and protection schemed lies the most precious treasure of the human experience: the heart. In addition to serving as the life-giving muscle that keeps blood pumping through our body, it’s the universal metaphor for our capacity to love and be loved, and it’s the symbolic gateway to our emotional loves.

The courage to be vulnerable is not about winning or losing, it’s about the courage to show up when you can’t predict or control the outcome.

If being on the receiving end of one of life’s most valuable gifts fails to leave you with a lump in your throat or butterflies in your stomach, then you’re not paying attention.

And there was nothing really wrong about wanting to be happy. The problem was that sometimes our happiness was at someone else’s detriment. We were burglars in the night, stealing someone’s laughter for our own and replacing it with tears.

Love was all about closing your eyes and jumping in.

Every single truth in this world made its home in his eyes.

There was a price to pay for that. It was called loneliness. The vicious cycle of becoming so focused on your goals that you don’t have time for anything else, and not having anyone else so you end up focused on your goals.

Do you know what else needs to be shredded by the force of that water? This heartache.

Sometimes they really do flower right before your eyes.. blooms do not always emerge in sunlight but can be forced by prolonged darkness and isolation, by sorrow.

One cannot crowd out pain with pomposity. One can’t obliterate memory either artifice.

There are no topics too difficult or students too stupid, only methods that are unsuitable.

What is the legacy promised by such scribbling, the bridge that it builds to the future? What relief, what reward, that of imprinting ourselves on the page?