My Mother Was An Incredibly Loving Mother.

Sometimes We Don't See Out Of Our Peripheral Vision What's Coming Right Around The Corner.

I Stopped Going To Mass, And Boy, It Was Painful For Me, And It Was Certainly Painful For My Family, But I Just Couldn't Ratify Their Behavior And Their Decisions Anymore By Showing Up On Sundays.

Ideas Are Like Pizza Dough, Made To Be Tossed Around.

Catastrophe Is Numerical. Loss Is Singular, One Beloved At A Time.

But While Ignorance Can Make You Insensitive, Familiarity Can Also Numb. Entering The Second Half-century Of An Information Age, Our Cumulative Knowledge Has Changed The Level Of What Appalls, What Stuns, What Shocks.