In the end it all came down to companionship, to friendship, to sacrifice, to compromise.

At the risk of appearing disingenuous, I don't really think of myself as 'writing humor.' I'm simply reporting on the world I observe, which is frequently hilarious.

And there comes a time in your life when you realize that if you don't take the opportunity to be happy, you may never get another chance again.

People sometimes get in the habit of being loyal to a mistake.

You use simple brushstrokes in a screenplay for things over which you would take much greater pains in a novel.

Have you ever noticed that when people use the expression 'I have to say', what follows usually needn't be said?

What if all everybody needed in the world was to be sure of one friend? What if you were the one, and you refused to say those simple words?

My books are elegiac in the sense that they're odes to a nation that even I sometimes think may not exist anymore except in my memory and my imagination.

Worse, I have to admit to feeling the jealousy of one crab for another that has managed to climb out of the barrel.

Bookstores, like libraries, are the physical manifestation of the wide world's longest, most thrilling conversation.

I was the one who did come through that door. You were the one she was waiting for.

How much better is it to get wisdom than gold! and to get understanding rather to be chosen than silver!

I just don't think there's a lot of support for the woman's voice in cinema, and it becomes really difficult to raise that money and start again every time.

The subject’s pulse increased on contact,” he said. “Don’t write that.

The terrorists can kill the innocent, but they cannot stop the advance of freedom.

Never mistake talking about writing for actual writing.

The worst thing that can be done to children is to drain their energy while correcting them.

I'm ridiculous in my oversharing; my mom and sister are very open but a little more judicious than me... and my father is a decidedly private person.

It is a strange thing to read a letter after the writer is dead - a bitter-sweet thing, in which pain and comfort are strangely mingled.

Being in Christ, and united to Him, is the fundamental constitution of a Christian.

It was becoming a habit-this concentration on things behind him. Almost as though there were no future to be had. *Milkman*