“What is laid down, ordered, factual, is never enough to embrace the whole truth; life always spills over the rim of every cup.”

“Love, whether it's friendship or more, is like a cup. It fills up drop by drop, until one last drop and the cup is full. The liquid hangs there almost above the rim, hangs there on surface tension alone and you know that one more drop and it will spill over.”

“Not all possibilities are open to us. The world is finite; our hopes spill over its rim.”

“The truth isn't always nice. It isn't always small enough to absorb at once. Sometimes the truth washes over you and threatens to take you right down with it.”

“But that's typical of me. "This is going to end in tears," I tell myself every time I balance a cup of coffee on the upholstered arm of the chair I'm sitting on. And then, lo and behold, the cup topples and even before it lands, I tell myself, "Told me so!" Not to spell out, or spill out, one of the metaphors of my life, but I always do the stupid thing and then I do it again. I never learn.”

“Knowing is not enough. You must accept My blessings in order to attain a better life. You must embrace a higher level of consciousness.”