Her eyes were the color of whiskey and grace. Moments with her always felt like getting drunk on Sundays.

I hope suffering don't exist.

In God’s vocabulary, ‘lost’ is an unnecessary adjective that is easily erased by the adjective ‘found’ if we would simply be brave enough to hand Him the eraser.

A handful of sand is an anthology of the universe.

Artists are the antennae of the race, but the bullet-headed many will never learn to trust the great artists.

Remembering is a necessary rebuke to those who say the Holocaust never happened or has been exaggerated.

That idea is so damned nonsensical and impossible that I'm willing to stand on the bridge of a battleship while that nitwit tries to hit if from the air.

In the last century, as we learned more about genes, we were able to devise ways of accelerating evolution.

The predicament of a person in a restaurant who is unable to determine his or her designated restroom (e.g., turtles and tortoises).

What I have learned over the years is to try to stay in the moment. I want to feel it all because I've realized nothing lasts.

History contains little beyond a list of people who have accommodate themselves with other people's property.