But to mourn, that's different. To mourn is to be eaten alive with homesickness for the person.

Grandpa had made the Lord seem so real, I wouldn't of been surprised if he'd said good night to Him. But after a long pause he just said a-men.

Ain't the best prayin' jest bein' with God and talkin' a while, like He's a good friend, stead a-like he runs a store and you've come in a-hopin' to git a bargain?

He gritted his teeth at the newest rumble, knowing what was happening, and looked back at Victoria. "I'll never say this again, but... wrap your arms around Gabriel, keep him close.

How were we so lucky? Two people lost in a world only to find solace and companionship in someone just as fractured as they are. I think destiny has played a hand in our union.

Delegation is not a binary thing. There are shades of grey between a dictatorship and an anarchy.

To put one's career before one's personal life is like putting death before life.

I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.

If you want to write an angry e-mail, write it but don't send it. It's based on my experience that whenever I have acted out in some manner, I have always regretted it.

They see that who they are is the silence in which sound is happening, the spaciousness in which movement occurs. This kind of recognition, whether fleeting or abiding, is called an awakening.

One thing is sure, there are just two respectable ways to die. One is of old age, and the other is by accident.

Games are a compromise between intimacy and keeping intimacy away.

As I grow older I find that though I think I'm saying the same things as I always did, people listen to me more.