I was raised by my parents to believe that you had a moral obligation to try and save the world. You sent money to the Red Cross, you registered peop… - Anne Lamott

Grace arrived, like the big, loopy stitches with which a grandmotherly stranger might baste your hem temporarily.

I used to think that paired opposites were a given, that love was the opposite of hate, right the opposite of wrong. But now I think we sometimes buy into these concepts because it is so much easier to embrace absolutes than to suffer reality. I don't think anything is the opposite of love. Reality is unforgivingly complex.

Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don't give up.