If nothing matters, there's nothing to save.

If the thrill of hunting were in the hunt, or even in the marksmanship, a camera would do just as well.

You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.

Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living.

The sky slowly pulled up its blue dress to reveal night.

The more you love someone, he came to think, the harder it is to tell them. It surprised him that strangers didn't stop each other on the street to say I love you.

His voice was handsome and broken, like a cobblestone street.

To feel alone is to be alone.

Words are capable of making experience more vivid, and also of organizing it. They can scare us, and they can comfort us.

When we eat factory-farmed meat we live, literally, on tortured flesh. Increasingly, that tortured flesh is becoming our own.

It has shown me that everything is illuminated in the light of the past. It is always along the side of us...on the inside, looking out.

The fullness of potential is a lifetime of self -seeking for the best of being.

It's not the deprivations of winter that get you, or the damp of spring, but the no-man's land between.

When you surrender, you live in eager anticipation of the surprise. The dual weights of yearning and despair are cast off.

The most important question anyone can ask is: What myth am I living?

I would much rather have 1,000 visitors click over to my website via a podcast interview that I’ve done on someone else’s website than have 1,000 search result visitors from Google. Anyday.

In my experience what I'm hearing from people now is that they're just desperate to hear about something else.

My father was afraid of his father, I was afraid of my father, and I don't see why my children shouldn't be afraid of me.

I don't want to do something that I've done before; I can't see the point of it.

A century of convulsive change leaves huge demographic gouge marks.

Faith is more than thinking something is true. Faith is thinking something is true to the extent that we act on it.