I am, for the most part, who I am because my good mother was who she was.

“I prefer to solve the world's problems. They never seem as complicated as my ow…”

“There are people who are never content, never appeased, forever dissatisfied—wh…”

“Why don’t you just spit it out?” she said sharply. “Just say what I know you’re…”

“There are these amazing little seeds called compassion.  You should grow some.”