It’s hard to grieve in a town where everything that happens is God’s will. It’s hard to know what to do with your emptiness when you’re not supposed to have emptiness.

Is it wrong to trust in a beautiful lie if it helps you get through life?

I learned another thing, which is that just because someone is eating the ashes of your protagonist doesn't mean you stop telling the story.

There are no windows within the dark house of depression through which to see others, only mirrors.

Conversing with children is a fine art.... An art form that demands large amounts of both honesty and misdirection. Or maybe discretion is a better word.

It was the first time that we had sort of articulated our major problem. She wanted to die and I wanted her to live and we were enemies who loved each other.

Her faith in a loving and forgiving God is strong, but she worships laughter.

It's raining questions around here. A person could drown in them.

But love, like a mushroom high compared with the buzz from cheap weed, outlasts grief.

I love road trips. You get into this Zen rhythm; throw sense of time out the window.

A few weeks ago my uncle came over to borrow my dad's socket set and when he asked my dad how he was my dad said oh unexceptional. Living quietly with my disappointments. And how are you

There are many more books to read, when will I finish reading?

I don’t know. Is that good-different, or I-should-come-with-a-warning-label-different?

If kids and teenagers can get into a band, it's probably not because they think it's brainy.

I bought these shoes in Taiwan, and they said in the inside "made around the corner."

When people asked me, "Do you get high to go onstage?" I could never understand the question. I mean, I'd been high since eight that morning.

The work of the preacher resembles that of the sower. Like the sower, the preacher must sow good seed, the Word of God.

The Russian yearning for the meaning of life is the major theme of our literature, and this is the real point of our intelligentsia's existence.

Castro couldn't even go to the bathroom unless the Soviet Union put the nickel in the toilet.

The principal investors in the South African economy are South Africans. And this is something, I think, we should really pay attention to.

This obstinate will to personal happiness is the cause of unrest and division in your soul. Give it up and work against it: the rest will be given you without effort.