He didn’t like to see animals in captivity. When he looked into their eyes, something in their eyes looked back at him.

People die. Love endures.

You never know when the truth will come home. You can’t choose the time. The time chooses you.

How baffling it is that we imagined cities incinerated by alien bombs and death rays when all they really needed was Mother Nature and time.

The answer is they didn't. They aren't here, Razor. They never were it's just us. It's always been just us.

I've always sucked at games of chance. Always hated them for that reason.

The nights did not come gently but seemed to slam down angrily upon the Earth.

Life is full of little ironies, but it's also pockmarked with some the size of that big rock in Australia.

Sullivan had her Crucifix Soldier and now I have mine. No. I am the soldier. Teacup is the cross.

In the early days, it was nearly omnipresent, a constant background noise, like the hum of traffic on a busy highway: the sound of a human being in pain.

I think conveying the emotion of the collective "we" is pretty incredible. Especially in tumultuous times like we are in now.

Afflictions are... if we can so take them, our share in the Passion of Christ

Most of the people who write to me are really clever, really engaged. They just want to say that they have read my book and liked it.

For me, victory isn't measured by winning in the traditional sense.

A man penetrates, conquers, colonizes, plants. A woman receives, surrenders, accepts.

Customers can tell you how to evolve a product, but they can't show you how to make a leap.

The bomb lives only as it is falling.

Belief is reassuring. People who live in the world of belief feel safe. On the contrary, faith is forever placing us on the razor's edge.

It's not what the price of gold is that matters, but rather how much stuff it will buy.

I take the debate on the method of promoting democracy seriously