I believe that there is good in everyone, even an evil pirate such as you.

Everyone sounded the same when they died.

Wars are poor chisels for carving out peaceful tomorrows.

Many might go to heaven with half the labor they go to hell.

You certainly believe in the power of love. And throughout the series, you see how love shows itself in ways that mirror the best of who we are.

What an incredible thing! How much less they had than other human beings. Mentally retarded, deaf, mute - and still eagerly sanding benches.

A war still rages over the legacy of the 1960s.

I don't think of those things [from farting, to male on male affection, to crossdressing] as being taboo, I suppose, so it didn't strike me as, "Oh, I'm breaking boundaries and stuff..."

And thus I aspire to preach the gospel, not where Christ was already named so that I would not build on another man's foundation.

I am a completely horizontal author. I can't think unless I'm lying down, either in bed or stretched on a couch.