But then, is there cowardice in the acknowledgment of fear? Is there cowardice in being glad that you lived?

A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.

Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.

If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter.

Often I wish this would all be over, Liesel, but then somehow you do something like walk down the basement steps with a snowman in your hands.

I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.

I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that's where they begin. Their great skills is their capacity to escalate.

No matter how many times she was told that she was loved, there was no recognition that the proof was in the abandonment.

It was the beginning of the greatest Christmas ever. Little food. No presents. But there was a snowman in their basement.

As always, one of her books was next to her.

If you can't imagine it, think clumsy silence. Think bits and pieces of floating despair. And drowning in a train.

Love and compassion are the mother and father of a smile. We need to create more smiles in our world today. Smiles, after all, pave the way to a happy world.

I have these knives in my chest that can't become words.

I don't like politics. I am not aligned to any political party. I have friends in all political parties.

Haven't you noticed that every time the government f-ks up McDonald's has a new sandwich?

Show me a religion that doesn't care about compassion. Show me a religion that doesn't care about stewardship of the environment. Show me a religion that doesn't care about hospitality.

I regard myself as a beautiful musical instrument, and my role is to contribute that instrument to scripts worthy of it.

The believing mind is externally impervious to evidence. The most that can be accomplished with it is to induce it to substitute one delusion for another. It rejects all overt evidence as wicked.

Growing up, I lived a moderate lifestyle with my family.

Technology is Darwinian. It spreads. It evolves. It adapts. The most dangerous wipes out the less fit.

Who bravely dares must sometimes risk a fall.