Every life is narrow. Our only escape is not to run away, but to learn to love the people we are and the world in which we find ourselves.

I was born too late for steam trains and a lazy eye meant I'd never be an astronaut.

It wasn't about believing this or that, it wasn't even about good and evil and right and wrong, it was about finding the strength to bear the discomfort that came with being in the world.

And it occurred to him that there were two parts to being a better person. One part was thinking about other people. The other part was not giving a toss what other people thought.

I like dogs. You always know what a dog is thinking. It has four moods. Happy, sad, cross and concentrating. Also, dogs are faithful and they do not tell lies because they cannot talk.

On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.

Everyone has learning difficulties, because learning to speak French or understanding relativity is difficult.

No one wants to know how clever you are. They don't want an insight into your mind, thrilling as it might be. They want an insight into their own.

You love someone, you've got to let something go.

For me, disability is a way of getting some extremity, some kind of very difficult situation, that throws an interesting light on people.

From a good book, I want to be taken to the very edge. I want a glimpse into that outer darkness.

Somewhere within the meeting of our eyes, our souls were bonding, even if our day to day lives were far apart.

Little Odessa. Of all my movies, it's the one that I still really love when I watch it and I'm pretty happy with what I didn in that.

The book should act as a window to the word.

I think just about everything has been tackled, but it may be that things will be done again, only better and differently.

None of my other investments give me the joy that autographs do because they make me feel that I am holding a piece of history in my hands.

The Holy Spirit upon my left leads my feet without ceasing into the camp of the righteous and into the tents of the free.

Fear is a great instructor.

Women punish themselves for the failure to conform.

For the last year his grandma had been slipping in and out of reality. One minute she was as clear as a bell and the next she was calling him Simon. Who was Simon? He had no idea.

Scars are the price which every believer pays for his loyalty to Christ.