but that shadow self of hers wasn't so sure. The ugly, toxic thought was smaller than a drop of blood, yet it poisoned the entire stream.

This is the problem with forever friends. They know too much.

Do you love him?"How would I know?"You'd know.

. . .you sounded frustrated and pissed off and amazingly happy

It felt as if she were bleeding - but it wasn't blood that leaked out of her, not something that could be easily transfused. Instead she was losing her dreams.

You must feed them, Anne, else they eat their toys.

We are little flames poorly sheltered by frail walls against the storm of dissolution and madness, in which we flicker and sometimes almost go out.

God is great not just because nothing is too big for Him. God is great but because nothing is too small for Him either.

Reading is the way out of ignorance, and the road to achievement.

[Banks] have a clear obligation to help get this country off its addiction to debt because they sure as hell helped to get this country addicted to debt.

Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.

I think most of us sense that it is a responsibility of the humanities to try to help better the conduct of human beings in their lives and manifold professional activities.

The consumption of vegetables involves himsa, but I cannot give them up.

The ungovernable passion for wealth. [Lat., Opum furiata cupido.]