I can’t comprehend why any black man with even a lick of sense would have the slightest bit of interest in time travel. Going backward in time? A black man? You have got to be out of your mind.

The thing about memories wasn't that many of them inevitably faded, but that repeated recall of the ones you remembered burnished them into shining, gorgeous lies

As he drifted off, his father came to visit him, clothed in all his possible shapes.

Isn’t that the fantasy? If I go back in time, knowing what people back then didn’t know, then I can change history! But history made you what you are. And it’s bigger than any one man.

This is the last moment of contentment untainted by sorrow, when the brain hesitates before delivering the message to the heart that it knows it must.

But life isn't neat the way a story is. And if you try to pretend it is, then you just make yourself unhappy, or screw yourself over.

I like Carson. I really like Carson. I can hand an idea to him that's still a little rough, and he can turn it over and tumble it and hand it back to me shining. And I can do the same for him.

But who, in these modern times, slept well?

Later—how much later? Hard to tell. In times of tragedy clocks will trick you—Philip stood in the kitchen doorway.

If the worst thing a physicist could say about a statement is that it was “false, ” the best thing he could say is that it was “interesting.

She hadn't gone back in time. The idea was

Some stuff has to be done even if there is a risk. That's the first important thing I ever found out I didn't find out from my mother

Beauty is fleeting. But the woman who fear God is blissful.

Strange how paranoia can link up with reality now and then.

Forgiveness that is insincere, forced or premature can be more psychologically damaging than authentic bitterness & rage.

I felt like it was a sense of duty for me to give these women a voice.

My own parents were very un-neurotic, so I never thought that I had to change enormously in order to become a parent.

In the wilderness is the salvation of the world.

Job-wise I did have a moment of panic that I should have been a doctor a few years ago but I hate when people vomit.

It is wonderful how attractive a gentle, pleasant manner is, and how much it wins hearts.

Our children are better served by speaking not of visitation versus custody, but of parent time.