I'm never sure who I'm writing for, or who's reading me, but I definitely see myself in conspiracy with my readers.

I have never been on the receiving end of a hate crime, or even a disparaging remark to my face.

It's easy now, now that it's a story. When you were going through it, it was life. Always much harder to get the plot line on.

You come from the city and think small means simple when all it realy means is complicated in a smaller place. Which sometimes adds to the complication.

Taking on a pet is a contract with sorrow.

Romance no longer looked like so much fun, more like a repetitive stress injury.

I don't know where everything is going, but I'm pretty confident that people like books - the objects. So I'm going to go on that -they're not going to disappear.

I think we are all coming to realize the web in all its manifestations is a sucking time hole.

I never write in a linear way. And I tell students not to. You can only know so much about a book when you first start.

But they were not friends. They were here to keep each other from spinning off alone into the dark matter of the universe.

Storming was one of her main modes of transportation." In reference to teenager Heather in "Carry The One

Hope is a bird that sings the songs of possibilities from the deepness of the heart.

Don't let anyone ever tell you that you can't have it all - they just don't have the juice to figure it out.

Do not worry! The Almighty God knows all your need.

Testosterone poisoning can be fatal, Braveheart." (Delaney to Rowan)

People will have their excitements, and a good rousing persecution used to stir things like the burning of Chicago or a Presidential election in our day.

Whether with Reason, or with Instinct blest, Know, all enjoy that pow'r which suits them best.

You can't stop progress, but you can help decide what is progress and what isn't.

I was surprised by how much I like being a father; surprised at what a decent father I am, because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to dump my selfishness.

Prayer is not logical, it is a mysterious moral working of the Holy Spirit.

Whether the man is an atheist or a Christian, I would judge him by his fruits, and I have therefore many agnostic friends.