In every marriage more than a week old there are grounds for divorce. The trick is to find and continue to find grounds for marriage.

In every marriage more than a week old, there are grounds for divorce. The trick is to find, and continue to find, grounds for marriage.

We reach the point where our profession is also our hobby.

Death ends a life, it does not end a relationship.

I shall await the first shot, and if you do not batter us to pieces, we shall be starved out in a few days.

Death ends a life, but it does not end a relationship, which struggles on in the survivor's mind toward some resolution which it may never find.

Humans who spend time in the wilderness, alone, without man-made mechanical noise around them, often discover that their brain begins to recover its ability to discern things.

The Cross was the manifestation of Divine love without reserve or limit; but it was also the expression of man's unutterable malignity.

That Jesus of Nazareth died upon a cross is mere matter of history; that He who did so die was the Christ the Son of God is entirely a matter of revelation.

A lot of young writers wait for inspiration. The inspiration only hits you at the desk.

All you're supposed to do is every once in a while give the boys a little tea and sympathy.

Am I a mindless fool? My life is a fragment, a disconnected dream that has no continuity. I am so tired of senselessness. I am tired of the music that my feelings sing, the dream music.

Best practices are those practices that generally produce the best results or minimize risk.

Success is mesmerizing, and blinding. Sometimes you need good old fashion failure to open your eyes.

I am a chaotic blend of all the worst traits.

We get used to living in a state of mild disappointment with ourselves.

It is not by delusion, however exalted, that mankind can prosper, but only by unswerving courage in the pursuit of truth.

The food industry, its trade associations, and research foundations, is well financed and highly organized to pressure the FDA.

Excuse me, I said. I thought you were a trout stream. I'm not, she said.

For Aristotle, goodness is a kind of prospering in the precarious affair of being human.

It's not can you, it's will you