“Understand is not the word; you are right, you can never really 'understand' about someone, anyone, even yourself. It is best to believe in them as human; feel that they are alive like you and need warmth, concern.”

“Those Mennonite villages in Russia are my heritage, but not my world. The world I feel and sense in my bones is the bush of northern Saskatchewan, of prairie Canada.”

“The simple process of eating and breathing weave all of us together into a vast four-dimensional array. No matter how isolated you may sometimes feel, no matter how lonely, you are never really cut off from the whole.”

“Failure is when you talk yourself out of becoming something amazing.”

“Anyone can change the world and everyone should try.”

“I was toldThe average girl begins to plan her wedding at the age of 7She picks the colors and the cake firstBy the age of 10 She knows time,And locationBy 17She’s already chosen a gown2 bridesmaidsAnd a maid of honorBy 23 She’s waiting for a manWho wont break out in hives when he hears the word “commitment”Someone who doesn’t smell like a Band-Aid drenched in lonely Someone who isn’t a temporary solution to the empty side of the bedSomeoneWho’ll hold her hand like it’s the only one they’ve ever seenTo be honestI don’t know what kind of tux I’ll be wearingI have no clue what want my wedding will look likeBut I imagineThe women who pins my last to hersWill butterfly down the aisleLike a 5 foot promiseI imagineHer smileWill be so large that you’ll see it on google mapsAnd know exactly where our wedding is being heldThe woman that I plan to marryWill have champagne in her walkAnd I will get drunk on her footstepsWhen the pastor asksIf I take this woman to be my wifeI will say yes before he finishes the sentenceI’ll apologize later for being impoliteBut I will also explain himThat our first kiss happened 6 years agoAnd I’ve been practicing my “Yes”For past 2, 165 daysWhen people ask me about my weddingI never really know what to sayBut when they ask me about my future wifeI always tell themHer eyes are the only Christmas lights that deserve to be seen all year longI sayShe thinks too muchMisses her fatherLoves to laughAnd she’s terrible at lyingBecause her face never figured out how to do it correctlI tell themIf my alarm clock sounded like her voiceMy snooze button would collect dust I tell themIf she came in a bottleI would drink her until my vision is blurry and my friends take away my keysIf she was a bookI would memorize her table of contentsI would read her cover-to-coverHoping to find typosJust so we can both have a few things to work onBecause aren’t we all unfinished?Don’t we all need a little editing?Aren’t we all waiting to be proofread by someone?Aren’t we all praying they will tell us that we make sense She don’t always make senseBut her imperfections are the things I love about her the mostI don’t know when I will be marriedI don’t know where I will be marriedBut I do know thisWhenever I’m asked about my future wifeI always say…She’s a lot like you”

“For me, the best thing about Cyberpunk is that it taught me how to enjoy shopping malls, which used to terrify me. Now I just imagine the whole thing is two miles below the moon’s surface, and that half the people’s right-brains have been eaten by roboticized steel rats. And suddenly it’s interesting again.”