Denial is a very effective human trick. People often tell how a situation was "unbearable, " though, clearly, they have borne it. Lived to tell, so to speak.

Even so, in the midst of this complicated love, there is a holy union.

...perhaps it wasn't a matter of strength so much as pliability, a willingness to let life become unpredictable and sometimes even unravel.

Even if the decisions one made on a given day seemed crazy, it helped to think that all things happened for a mysterious reason.

Well, they say there is no real faith without doubt.

It is all new and all the same. A hundred years. A day. Ten thousand moons. For them, each day indeed is brand new, full of possibility, the unknown: a wonderland.

Everybody was sorry. Sorry was easy. Sorry was for suckers.

The only reason I'm friends with any of you is because I outgrew the von Trapps, one annoying Austrian at a time.

He did not wholly understand the intricate play of ideas and the complex phrases, but as he read he sensed a strong, who purpose behind the words and he felt that he almost understood.

If you like Powers, you'll love The Victories!

I read Stephen King as a junior high schooler. My father introduced me to Stephen King far too young, which I'm very grateful for now.

The day will dawn when Europe will believe only in the man who tramples her underfoot.

My faith kind of keeps me in touch with the idea that I'm not in control of things.

Match me such marvel, save in Eastern clime, A rose-red city'half as old asTime'!

Experience is a truer guide than the words of others.

We have obligations towards the innocent, the dead, towards the living, towards our children and their children.