My life is storytelling. I believe in stories, in their incredible power to keep people alive, to keep the living alive, and the dead.

But the thing about remembering is that you don't forget.

With a hangover and with fear, it is difficult to put a helmet on your head.

They carried the sky. The whole atmosphere, they carried it, the humidity, the monsoons, the stink of fungus and decay, all of it, they carried gravity.

Men killed, and died, because they were embarrassed not to.

Fiction is the lie that helps us understand the truth.

I want you to feel what I felt. I want you to know why story-truth is truer sometimes than happening-truth.

[Y]ou can tell a true war story by its absolute and uncompromising allegiance to obscenity and evil.

Laughter does not deny pain. Laughter - like a wail - acknowledges and replies to pain.

Why do our politicians put warnings on cigarette packs and not on their own foreheads?

It's a hard thing to explain to somebody who hasn't felt it, but the presence of death and danger has a way of bringing you fully awake. It makes things vivid.

Remember tonight... for it is the beginning of always

I journal my joy, and my joy expands exponentially forevermore. So be it.

Remember your created limits. So much of workaholism is a defiance of the physical limitations that God our creator has imposed upon us.

Trust is a gossamer thread, and it takes only a breath of suspicion to break it.

A fair and just society offers equality of opportunity to all. But it cannot promise, and should not try to enforce, sameness.

The greatness of a nation can be judged by the way its animals are treated.

Nothing grows in our garden, only washing. And babies.

Melodies die out, like the pipe of Pan, with the ears that love them and listen for them.

Humility is the light of understanding.

I didn't live a lot of lies, but I lived one big one.