Jean was robbed of her new life. What if the defendant had called 911? What if he had been a normal person and stopped?

It goes to bed with me at night and it's waiting for me in the morning.

The continuous narrative of existence is a lie. There is no continuous narrative, there are lit-up moments, and the rest is dark.

When you follow a star you know you will never reach that star; rather it will guide you to where you want to go. ... So it is with the world. It will only ever lead you back to yourself.

The Buddhists say there are 149 ways to God. I'm not looking for God, only for myself, and that is far more complicated. God has had a great deal written about Him; nothing has been written about me. God is bigger, like my mother, easier to find, even in the dark. I could be anywhere, and since I can't describe myself I can't ask for help.

There's nothing like standing at the Rotunda and looking toward Cabell Hall to relax and feel more peaceful towards life.