I'm not your friend, my lady. I'm your lover.

What a joy Mary Jo Putney is to read; she can't write fast enough for me.

Right here, you're killing me.

He put his fist against his chest. “Burn, Maddygirl, ” he said. Then he turned and left her in the flickering gloom and thunder.

He lifted his eyes. They were the color of the deepest heart of hurricane clouds, deeper blue than the sky behind him.

Was that what she meant? Why she cried? Because he was an animal afraid to leave its cage, no words to say what he thought, no thoughts but muddled mad stupid thoughts?

The church potential is measured by their society impact.

We are betrayed by what is false within.

Our party is a diverse one, as is my home state of Illinois.

Fear is not a part of my vocabulary, actually, and I think that it's really made me a much smarter, braver for sure, person.

Character is the spiritual body of the person, and represents the individualization of vital experience, the conversion of unconscious things into self-conscious men.

What men fear is not that death is annihilation but that it is not.

With no object no image and no focus, what are you looking at? You are looking at you looking.

You never realize what the aftereffect of your activities, however in the event that you don't do anything, obviously there will be no outcome.

I feel like the luckiest person on the planet. 'Tron' was such a departure for me.

You don't question where the music comes from, because it all comes from God.