C. Robert Cargill, Dreams And Shadows Quotes

And when his head slumped forward into his book, she giggled, for she knew that he was hers.

It's as if some bored ethereal being is fiddling with the remote control to his imagination, clicking channel after channel without finding anything to capture his interest for very long.

The sum of a man isn't the things he's done, it is the world he leaves behind.

The universe was a vast expanse, far greater than he could ever conceive, and he had seen but a fraction of an inch of it.

It was the literary equivalent of a brown paper bag.

Heaven has no room for the self-righteous.