Super-secret Ninja Club sounds way cooler than the whole BFF thing.

Don’t trust labels – trust logic.

Labels bias our perceptions, thinking, and behavior. A label or story can either separate us from, or connect us to, nature. For our health and happiness, we must critically evaluate our labels and stories by...

Whoever thought a tiny candy bar should be called fun size was a moron.

Sometimes letting go is simply changing the labels you place on an event. Looking at the same event with fresh eyes.

Labels are for cans, not people.

We inhabit a world in which we tend to put labels on each other and expect that we will then march through life wearing them like permanent sandwich boards.

The problem with Christianity is more people profess the truth than live it. So much hypocrisy abounds that I can no longer say I count myself among them without being held to the same unachievable...

Kate lost a mother,” I said, “but I lost a nothing.”Kate doesn’t feel that way,” Jack assured me.But what about everybody else besides Kate? How can I ever explain to anyone what she was when...

Call a jack a jack. Call a spade a spade. But always call a whore a lady. Their lives are hard enough, and it never hurts to be polite.

transsexual” are all imperfect, historical, temporary, and arbitrary. We use them, and they use us. We use them to construct meaningful lives, and they mold us into historically specific forms of personhood. Instead of fighting...

If you accept life dully, you can go through it moving not among things but among words.

If any man is tempted to think – as one might be tempted to who read only contemporaries – that “Christianity” is a word of so many meanings that it means nothing at all, he...

As a teenager, I began to question the Great Christian Sorting System. My gay friends in high school were kind and funny and loved me, so I suspected that my church had placed them in...

Good madonna, give me leave toprove you a fool.

our” culture or country is number one (or not number one, for that matter).

While America will always, I think, feel foreign to me, New York City is my home. This is where I can construct my own identity freely and reject labels imposed on me.