...man will try to guard his faith more preciously even than his gold.

Life is wonderful, so revel in its beauty. Be all you can be, and let go of the past. It is nothing but shadows.

The deer hovered by the trees beyond as the sounds of the ravening wolves came to them across the grass, their own senses almost frozen in impotent horror.

Fear is an instinct, like hunger or anger. We need it to help us survive, and it is nothing to be ashamed of. It lets us know whether we should fight or flee.

Everything Dies. That is the law of life-the bitter unchangeable law

Stones are raw, they blunt my paw, but words will never hurt me.

I'm frightened of nothing anymore," answered Fell simply, "except lies. For they're the real killers.

You are not evil, Fell. You have just been robbed of love. Of light.

But life is not a legend or a story. Reality is far more precious than a story.

Man, who thinks he knows everything. But what does man know...Man cares only for himself, in his fear and hate.

Real courage is not to give up hope, even in the most terrible darkness, and to carry on. That if courage and love is deep as despair, deeper, then light may come again

Do not want things to turn out as they seem best to you but as God pleases. Then you will be free from confusion and thankful in prayer.

Marriage is this grand madness, and I think if people knew that, they would perhaps take it more seriously.

I praise loudly. I blame softly.

Zach,” I said as I lay there “Where did you go? When you were looking for me?” I shifted in his arms, looked into his eyes. “Crazy.” His voice was a whisper against my skin. “I went crazy.

Everyone accepts that there are inevitably little areas of secrecy reserved for specialists; as regards things in general, many believe they are in on the secret.

I do not have a psychiatrist and I do not want one, for the simple reason that if he listened to me long enough, he might become disturbed.

I'm one of those apocalyptics. From the start of my immigrant days, I've been fascinated by end-of-the-world stories, by outbreak narratives, and always wanted to set a world-ender on Hispaniola.

I actually don't have a problem with shooting and then just walking away and forgetting about it. I'm not really like a Method actor or an old soul. It doesn't stay with me.

My admiration for the phenomenon of Alcoholics Anonymous is boundless.

Now, if laughter is proper to the human being, then the human being who does not laugh invites the charge of inhumanity, or at least makes us somewhat suspicious.