And he did see--that life was rotten, that there were no heroes, really, and that you couldn't trust anybody, not even yourself.

I've had aunts and uncles who not only haven't read my books but could hardly believe that I was a writer.

I had my bully, and it was excruciating. Not only the bully, but the intimidation I felt.

It's amazing that the heart makes no noise when it cracks.

Everybody sins, Francis. The terrible thing is that we love our sins. We love the thing that makes us evil.

Why did the wise guys always accuse other people of being wise guys?

They don't actually want you to do your own thing, not unless it's their thing too.

I have lived a thousand lives lost within the pages of a book.

The possibility that hope comes out of hopelessness and that the opposite of things carry the seeds of birth - love out of hate, good out of evil. Didn't flowers grow out of dirt?

Affection is one of the most neglected words in the English language, that people throw the word love around like confetti when they mean affection.

He hated to think of his own life stretching ahead of him that way, a long succession of days and nights that were fine - not good, not bad, not great, not lousy, not exciting, not anything.

Life moves very fast. It rushes from Heaven to Hell in a matter of seconds.

You must nurture a close walk with God through prayer, because humility’s strength is grounded in God.

Forgiveness is a virtue of beauty. You learn to see a person no longer defined by a past but one that has re-created itself anew.

All life is a chance. So take it! The person who goes furthest is the one who is willing to do and dare.

When you've lived through the golden age of photojournalism, there's no point in being nostalgic.

I want people to know that I am tough on illegal immigration and we are working to provide needed border security.

The problem is that when you grow absolutely certain that all authorities are corrupt, then that would include the Palestinian authorities as well.

I believe in freedom of expression, and I believe that societies thrive when they permit freedom of expression.

I even got a letter from a young woman in British Columbia that began as follows: 'Today I am eighteen. I am sitting at the window, looking out at the rain, and thinking how much I love you.'

Beneath all of these addictions is this disease, this control disease which is the mark of our society.