But death's acquisitive instincts will win.

God is an immensity, while this disease, this death, which is in me, this small, tightly defined pedestrian event, is merely and perfectly real, without miracle—or instruction.

I look upon another's insistence on the merits of his or her life - duties, intellect, accomplishment - and see that most of it is nonsense.

It is like visiting one's funeral, like visiting loss in its purest and most monumental form, this wild darkness, which is not only unknown but which one cannot enter as oneself.

Memory, so complete and clear or so evasive, has to be ended, has to be put aside, as if one were leaving a chapel and bringing the prayer to an end in one's head.

I am in an adolescence in reverse, as mysterious as the first, except that this time I feel it as a decay of the odds that I might live for a while, that I can sleep it off.

Public radio is alive and kicking, it always has been

Death and I are head to head in a total collision, pure and mutual distaste.

Being ill like this combines shock - this time I will die - with a pain and agony that are unfamiliar, that wrench me out of myself.

True stories, autobiographical stories, like some novels, begin long ago, before the acts in the account, before the birth of some of the people in the tale.

I feel sorry for the man who marries you... because everyone thinks you're sweet and you're not.

Because you made me feel, Flick. Everyone is so predictable, but you? You showed up and rocked my world.

People who would refuse to share their bread shared their insanity instead.-Three Daughters of Eve

I don't speak for others and they don't speak for me.

Gather experience... Look at what you should not look at. A feeling of anxiety is the sure and certain evidence that you should do this.

It is a little disappointing to see that your legs are not as strong. But I like the idea of growing old, and the thought of approaching death is not particularly daunting to me.

The cheaper books become, the less money is spent on books.

With new jobs, new ideas, and growing confidence that our brightest days lie ahead, Wisconsin is on the move.

How refreshing. A suspect beaten up BEFORE the LAPD showed up.

Success only feeds the appetite of aggression.

If books were Persian carpets, one would not look only at the outer side. because it is the stitch that makes a carpet wear, gives it its life and bloom.