“I remember, when I was a kid, watching my mother jam herself into her ...” — Susan Orlean Quote

I remember, when I was a kid, watching my mother jam herself into her girdle - a piece of equipment so rigid it could stand up on its own - and I remember her coming home from fancy parties and racing upstairs to extricate herself from its cruel iron grip.

Unlimited choice is paralyzing. The Internet has made this form of paralysis due to option overload a standard feature of comfortable modern life.

In the course of transferring all my CDs to my iPod, I have found myself wandering the musical hallways of my past and reacquainting myself with music I haven't listened to in years.

I feel somewhat responsible for the Borders Books bankruptcy.

I try to make my bed every day for mental health. Coming home to an unmade bed or a room with clothes all over will depress me.

It's a great feeling to be coming home and getting a chance to see my family and friends.

I know that nobody will be satisfied with anything less than coming home with the World Cup.

For me, coming to the national team is like coming home.

Unraveling external selves and coming home to our real identity is the true meaning of soul work.