All lives are tales. Some spread, and grow in the telling. Others are just told between us and the gods, muttered back and forth behind our days, but those tales grow too and shake us just as fierce.

Let's go to Valhalla with the sun on our faces.

You're a Good Little Slave

Memories are dangerous things. You turn them over and over, until you know every touch and corner, but still you'll find an edge to cut you.

We die a little every day and by degrees we’re reborn into different men, older men in the same clothes, with the same scars.

Few things worth having can be got easily.

Every man has his thorns, not of him, but in him, deep as bones.

When you're in a dark place, and your light is going to run out before too long, you get on with things. It's a wonder to me how few people apply that same logic to their lives.

Some truths should perhaps be left unsaid. Some doors unopened. An angel once told me to let go of the ills I held too close, to let go of the flaws that shaped me.

Anything that you cannot sacrifice pins you. Makes you predictable, makes you weak.

It's an irony of our times that men seeking peace must make war.

The child in you like all children loves to laugh to be around people who can laugh at themselves and life. Children instinctively know that the more laughter we have in our lives the better.

Dreams are illustrations from the book your soul is writing about you.

You dont have control of the car, but you can drive it. Life takes you where it wants you to go and where you need to go.

Where Jack isn't safe, Tom's in danger.

What harbor can receive you more securely than a great library?

pain can work form the outside in.

But from a distance. I would have left you whole and wholly for the delectation of those who wanted more and cared less.

All I could think to say was, "The Lakers are my home team!

When there are no words, let your eyes do the talking.

We are still in the position of waking up and having a choice. Do I make the world better today somehow, or do I not bother?