The sky is high at the ends of the earth, low at its middle.
Today in Amsterdam—gray and dingy-frigid—makes you ache for June . . . or Johnsburg.
Does a citizen’s arrest of the person playing a game on their phone as they bump into you on an escalator seem extreme?
Design school for joy and the rest will take care of itself.
Politics is another name for how we avoid the fear of being human.
I told some kids, and hope it is so, that friends are people who celebrate your eccentricities, nurture you through what others would make a locus of shame.
Source the light, hold the love.
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Thank you for telling young people that “friends are people who celebrate your eccentricities, nurture you through what others would make a locus of shame.” We need to spread this truth like a virus… like a love virus.