If [the shooting of Gabby Giffords in] Tucson tells us anything at all, it tells us this: Government has failed.

The only thing that stops a bad guy with a gun is a good guy with a gun.

There exists in this country, sadly, a callous, corrupt and corrupting shadow industry that sells and stows violence against its own people. Through vicious, violent video games...

We think it's reasonable to provide mandatory instant criminal background checks for every sale at every gun show. No loopholes anywhere for anyone.

Guns don’t kill people. Video games, the media and Barack Obama’s budget kill people.

The presence of a firearm makes us all safer.

Laws can't control the lawless.

All that first term, lip service to gun owners is just part of a massive Obama conspiracy to deceive voters and hide his true intentions to destroy the Second Amendment during his second term.

Law-abiding people need to be able to own firearms to protect themselves.

We cannot make ourselves safer by making ourselves less free.

Here's a summary for the time or attention challenged: Never surrender freedom for laws that can't affect criminals; they disobey laws for a living.

Your pain is trying to tell you something. It is not an accident, a curse, or an inconvenience. Pain is a form of self-communication.

She had never known that ice could take on so many shades of blue: sharp lines of indigo like the deepest sea, aquamarine shadows, even the glint of blue-green where the sun struck just so.

Sometimes there aren't words. The silence between us is flung wide as an ocean. But I manage to reach across it, to wrap my arms around him.

When I was 16, I was taught by a wonderful teacher who let me ignore the Greek syllabus and just read Homer.

Alec slid his hand from Jace's arm to his shoulder. Magnus cleared his throat. Alec dropped his hand. Simon grinned into his undrunk coffee.

Send forth the child and childish man together, and blush for the pride that libels our own old happy state, and gives its title to an ugly and distorted image.

There is no such thing as too much snow.

When I finally gave up any hope of doing anything representative of the American family, I actually seemed to have tapped into other people's weirdness in that way.

The American woman is more stylish than any other in the world. She understands the power of good style and has the confidence to feel comfortable.

Key West, unfortunately, is becoming rather literary and artistic.