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Everybody is on a leash. Some are more obvious than others.

I hate dealing with these people.

No, I hate dealing with people, but the rich ones are the worst.

The car takes us along a long, winding drive, the kind reserved for the sort of place owned by people who want you to spend the last minutes of your journey appreciating just how rich they are.

She speaks with the authority of the ignorant.

I often expect the worst. This is one of the rare times when I’m hoping for it.

Not everything the eye sees should be spoken by the mouth.

As a scientist, I know this is madness. But I also know this is an act of faith.

Strength comes not from avoiding suffering, but from enduring it with grace and resilience.

Our bodies may be fragile, but our spirits are unbreakable

That was the second major lie I told that week. It gets easier, in some ways; now I lie without expending any effort. But I think each one has its own weight. One alone may barely register, like a grain of sand in the palm of one’s hand. But soon enough there’s more than can be held and they start to slip through our grasp if we’re not careful.

I’m always careful.

If you could, wouldn’t you replace your damaged legs with cybernetic ones? Why hold on to malfunctioning or poorly formed flesh and bone because “we were born with it”? That’s something said only by people who have no choice or have no actual experience with being…unable. What makes you you, really? I’m a mechanic. When something isn’t working, you replace it with something better, something that is working.

I think that interpreting events as signs from God is a slippery slope.