…and all the other tools that mistook information for knowledge

In winter the very ground seemed to reach up and grab the elderly, yanking them to earth as though hungry for them.

He had his treasure, but finally all he wanted was his family. And peace.

Joy doesn't ever leave, you know. It's always with you. And one day you'll find it again.

…struck. Once. And into that blow he put his childhood, his grief, his loss. He put his mother’s sorrow and his sister’s longing. The menorah, weighed down with that, crushed the Hermit’s skull.

That was the danger. Not that betrayals happened, not that cruel things happened, but that they could outweigh all the good. That we could forget the good and only remember the bad.

…in the library…surrounded by things far more dangerous than what roamed the school corridors. For here thoughts were housed.

Not everything buried is actually dead. For many, the past is alive.

She’d forgotten to love, but she also forgot to hate. (about Clara’s mother, who had dementia)

A murder was never about brawn, it began and ended in the brain and the brain could justify anything.

Conscience. Imagine being pursued by your own conscience….A mountain of conscience. Throwing a lengthening shadow. Growing. Darkening.

Your angel cannot protect you against that which neither god nor the devil had made

Ambition interests me because it’s such a surefire indicator of damage.

There's nothing I don't love about 'Mad Men.'

Love can smack you like a seagull, and pour all over your feet like junk mail.

It's very difficult to judge relationships from the outside. You never know what happens in intimate moments with two people to know why they really support and love each other.

Seeing nothing one sees everything.

Instead of creating a reason why you cannot love the world, try to create a reason why you should and must love the world.

I expected the illegible and the deeply buried in me to be read as if carved on my forehead, just as I expected the obvious and the ill-concealed to be hidden from view.

I'm not dead. But when I am, it's likeI don't know, I guess it's like being inside a book that nobody's reading.

There's a huge demand for my entertainment, and I can't meet the need. So I decided to try a TV show to reach as many of my fans as possible.