I turned the pages so fast. And I suppose I was, in my mindless way, looking for a something, version of myself, a heroine I could slip inside as one might a pair of favourite shoes.

...falling in love could be achieved in a single word—a glance.

come back, come back to me

Imagining what it is like to be someone other than yourself is at the core of our humanity. It is the essence of compassion, and it is the beginning of morality.

I've never had a moment's doubt. I love you. I believe in you completely. You are my dearest one. My reason for life.

A person is, among all else, a material thing, easily torn and not easily mended.

True intelligence requires fabulous imagination.

When its gone, you'll know what a gift love was. you'll suffer like this. So go back and fight to keep it.

I believe the novella is the perfect form of prose fiction. It is the beautiful daughter of a rambling, bloated ill-shaven giant (but a giant who's a genius on his best days).

I'm holding back, delaying the information. I'm lingering in the prior moment because it was a time when other outcomes were still possible.

Observing human variety can give pleasure, but so too can human sameness.

If there is any one secret of success, it lies in the ability to get the other person's point of view and see things from that person's angle as well as from your own.

The more I do bookstores, the more people come up to me from church groups. I spoke at Pittsburg State College and had 2 or 3 ministers and book groups from a couple of churches.

O, my God! withhold from me the wealth to which tears and sighs and curses cleave. Better none at all than wealth like that.

The twins are talented, quality people who have shown continuous improvement in all aspects of their game since joining the Canucks.

The typical presidential staff resents the vice-president even more than they do the first lady.

In a democracy, the most important office is the office of citizen

When I finish playing football, I would like to work with kids and sleep!

There are no articles any more that dream about the cities of tomorrow.

There is no such thing as luck; there is only adequate or inadequate preparation to cope with a statistical universe.

Humans hardly ever learn from the experience of others. They learn - when they do, which isn't often - on their own, the hard way.