I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.

One hand was behind his back, and he held it out, presenting a bouquet of white and smoky purple lilies. “They’re straight from the underworld, by the way. They are everlasting. They won’t die.

The clothes may vary, but the person is the same.

A willing soul will keenly go the length, breadth and depth to fulfill the dream.

That’s the problem with any ‘simple truth’—it always takes a gaggle of complete idiots or a team of all-knowing geniuses to miss it.

We can't help but rejoice despite the circumstance.

With my divorce, and even during the end of my marriage before it even got publicly bad, how I decided to cope with things was to go on the treadmill for an hour.

When men yield up the privilege of thinking, the last shadow of liberty quits the horizon.

Every walk of life falls under the Testicular Imperative: Either you have the world by them, or it has you.

When I was young and I look at the things that I wrote - I don't think that was the word they used back then, but they had a hipster sensibility. They were a little irreverent.

God’s truth is this: abortion is murder.

I don't think Warren Buffett should be the treasurer or whatever. Warren Buffett's nuts! Just because he's a freaking billionaire doesn't mean he has common sense.