I’m Not A Fan Of ‘write What

I Love It When The Bible Gives Emily Post-like Tips That Are Both Wise And Easy To Follow.

Let Me Tell You, Though: Being The Smartest Boy In The World Wasn’t Easy. I Didn’t Ask For This. I Didn’t Want This. On The Contrary, It Was A Huge Burden. First, There Was The Task Of Keeping My Brain Perfectly Protected. My Cerebral Cortex Was A National Treasure, A Masterpiece Of The Sistine Chapel Of Brains. This Was Not Something That Could Be Treated Frivolously. If I Could Have Locked It In A Safe, I Would Have. Instead, I Became Obsessed With Brain Damage.

The Best We Can Do, To Paraphrase Pollan, Is To Eat Whole Foods, Mostly Plants, And Not Too Much.

I Am Officially Jewish, But I’m Jewish In The Same Way The Olive Garden Is An Italian Restaurant.

I Thought Religion Would Make Me Live With My Head In The Clouds, But As Often As Not, It Grounds Me In This World.