Because there was only one thing worse than dying. And that was knowing you were going to die. And where. And how. (“Death Ship”)

Quiet is here and all in me. ("Dress of White Silk")

God, how impossible life is without money. Nothing can ever overcome it, it's everything when it's anything. How can I write in peace with endless worries of money, money, money? (“Disappearing Act”)

God help me, he thought. God help all us poor wretches who could create and find we must lose our hearts for it because we cannot afford to spend our time at it. (“Mad House”)

What matters creative endless toil, When, at a snatch, oblivion ends the coil?

Truth, like love and sleep, resents approaches that are too intense.

Don't stare at the past or you'll walk right by today's opportunity. Today is God's gift to you.

Your gift of positive influence will open the eyes of many people. They'll be able to recognise their personal values which will lead them to live authentic lives and achieve the impossible.

This airline is grateful for his extensive contributions and we will miss his friendship and support. We extend our deepest sympathies to the Casey family on its personal loss.

I leave you, home, when I'm ripped from the doorstep by commerce or fate. Then I submit to the awful subway of the world.

I want to be remembered as a passionate professional and compassionate human being.

Thought expands, but paralyzes; action animates, but narrows.

Religion is collective insanity.

Two people who were once very close can without blame or grand betrayal become strangers. Perhaps this is the saddest thing in the world.