I want to believe there's a God. Because I sure as hell know there's a devil.

Africa - You can see a sunset and believe you have witnessed the Hand of God. You watch the slope lope of a lioness and forget to breathe. You marvel at the tripod of a giraffe bent to water. In Africa, there are iridescent blues on the wings of birds that you do not see anywhere else in nature. In Africa, in the midday heart, you can see blisters in the atmosphere. When you are in Africa, you feel primordial, rocked in the cradle of the world.

This is what it always comes down to, I realized. There are the ones who believe, and the ones who don't, and caught in the space between them are guns.

The optimist in me wants to believe sexuality will eventually become like handwriting: there’s no right way and wrong way to do it. We’re all just wired differently. It's also worth noting that when you meet someone, you never bother to ask if he’s right or left-handed. After all: does it really matter to anyone other than the person holding the pen?

Religion isn't in your DNA. you don't believe just because your parents believe.

There's some illogical part of me that still believes if you want Superman to show up, first there's got to be someone worth saving.

Whether or not you believe in Fate comes down to one thing: who do you blame when something goes wrong.

The hardest thing in the world is believing someone can change. It's always easier to go along with the way things are than to admit that you might have been wrong in the first place.

How do you tell an adult that maybe everything wrong in the world stems from the fact that she's stopped believing the impossible can happen?