We've Pretended Too Much In Our Family,

I Still Write In Long Hand. I Type Like A Chimpanzee.

American Men Are Allotted Just As Many Tears As American Women. But Because We Are Forbidden To Shed Them, We Die Long Before Women Do, With Our Hearts Exploding Or Our Blood Pressure Rising Or Our Livers Eaten Away By Alcohol Because That Lake Of Grief Inside Us Has No Outlet. We, Men, Die Because Our Faces Were Not Watered Enough.

From The Very Beginning, I Wrote To Explain My Own Life To Myself, And I Invited Any Readers Who Chose To Make The Journey With Me To Join Me On The High Wire.

Know This. I Think You Could Be Special If You Only Thought There Was Anything Special About Yourself.

... The Wing Of A Fly Is Proof Enough Of The Existence Of God For Me.