I've rarely met a miserable, self-pitying blind person.

Writing is not a genteel profession. It's quite nasty and tough and kind of dirty.

The heart of their [Walsingham Witnesses] religion seemed to lie in disproving the religion of others.

I think most memoirs, though they purport to be about this particular time or this person you met, are really about the effect that person or time had on you.

Sight is a slick and overbearing autocrat, trumpeting its prodigal knowledge and perceptions so forcefully that it drowns out the other, subtler senses.

I was a good student, sort of funny and athletic. I had friends.

Aversion toward the blind exists for the same reason that most prejudices exist: lack of knowledge. Ignorance is a powerful generator of fear. And fear slides easily into aggression and contempt.

I'll give you an idea of what kind of a guy he was. St. Francis would have punched him in the mouth.

Every second is of infinite value.

How much do they be paying you?" he asked mellowly. "The usual salary. A little more than they think I'm worth and a little less than I think I'm worth.

I look up to a lot of people, but outside of my parents, I've never really had a mentor.

You never seem to hear about psychic occult attack in spiritual literature. This knowledge has been conveniently forgotten.

It’s OK to get butterfly in your stomach; the key is to learn how to make them fly in formation.

A good many things go around in the dark besides Santa Claus.

The family you come from isn't as important as the family you're going to have

A man who fears nothing is a man who loves nothing; and if you love nothing, what joy is there in your life?

For the most part, executions happen in obscurity. If people did hear about executions, if they were publicized, even televised, I fear more would enjoy them than be repelled by them.