A short story is a different thing all together - a short story is like a kiss in the dark from a stranger.

Quiet people have the loudest minds.

Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.

The water was glassy and calm, still candy-colored in the afterglow of sunset.

A life without love is like a tree without fruit.

The trust of the innocent is the liar's most useful tool.

Talent is cheaper than table salt. What separates the talented individual from the successful one is a lot of hard work.

Outside, daylight was bleeding slowly toward dusk.

You can't deny laughter; when it comes, it plops down in your favorite chair and stays as long as it wants.

People who try hard to do the right thing always seem mad.

The place where you made your stand never mattered. Only that you were there... and still on your feet.

Writing poetry is supernatural. Or, it should be.

Prosperity is no just scale

The dog growled again, long and ferocious. The hair on my neck tingled.And just when I knew he would attack, a horrible scream split the air, and Darlene passed out and fell over on her side.

A Libertarian’s just a Democrat whose vote doesn’t count. Same thing.

Love is the recognition of beauty.

The tomato hides its griefs. Internal damage is hard to spot.

Baseball is a game of failure. There are plenty of opportunities to be down, or to feel sorry for yourself, or to be upset at somebody or upset at yourself.

The stripping away of illusion and the struggle to find personal reality can be likened to the peeling of an apple. As one peels away the layers of unreality. . . eventually only the core remains.

All my friends say I have to get right back on the bike. And I keep saying maybe not a bike.

The fact is that people are attracted to new work and by new work.