The war dragged on, as wars tend to do.

Pick a side? You done picked the wrong side.

It wasn’t that Nell was weak. It was that the world was dangerous.

The ground had opened up and spit out hell, Nell thought, and the detritus was Shiloh.

I sound contemptuous, but I am not. I am interested--intrigued even--by the way time erases real lives, leaving only vague imprints. Blood and spirit fade away so that only names and dates remain.

In the art and act of mastering, a mistake is a common thing, but it must always shape something and it must always give a distinctive reason for action!

Beautiful isn't something you become. It's something you realize you are.

Does your reality match your expectations? If not it's time to change either your expectations or your reality.

Drawing is a way of coming upon the connection between things, just like metaphor in poetry reconnects what has become separated.

It is a curious fact that the word essayist showed up in English before it existed in French.

Mostly, I make sure to stay keenly aware of my own shortcomings so that I am more patient with others.

Violence cannot destroy the body of the Goddess, for Her body is the world itself.

There are three reasons to be in business. To make money, to have fun – and to make money.

Perhaps there cannot be a better way of judging of what manner of spirit we are of, than to see whether the actions of our life are such as we may safely commend them to God in our prayers.