It's not a holiday until you overdo it!

Michael: There's nothing here to fear. Lucifer: Well, there's always the truth.

Words are the birds that break cover and show your enemy where you're hiding.

An excellent indie horror book with a wholly original premise.

All stories are lies, but good stories are lies made of light and fire. They lift our hearts out of the dust and out of the grave.

Those heart-hammering nightmares that start to lose coherence even as you're waking up from them, but that still manage to leave their moldering fingerprints all across your day.

We make our own monsters, then fear them for what they show us about ourselves.

No, there are no special places in hell. Hell is a democracy.

I have stared into the light and you are all my shadows.

The world is a book. Some words stand out from the page.

I think Louisville will be fired up for this game. They might be in revenge mode. But, this time of the year records, don't mean much. Anything can happen.

There's no heaven as I had known before. It's just a great universe which is available to be enjoyed by souls who dream about it.

One's freedom is one's love and one's love is one's undoing, it's all in the dictionary...

Our imperfections make us unique as surely as our strengths.

The field of consciousness is tiny. It accepts only one problem at a time. Get into a fist fight, put your mind on the strategy of the fight, and you will not feel the other fellow's punches.

But sometimes, it’s harder to admit to ourselves we want love in our lives than it is to keep living without it.

The voice so sweet, the words so fair, As some soft chime had stroked the air; And though the sound had parted thence, Still left an echo in the sense.

The ant's a centaur in his dragon world.

Since I was 14. I grew up surfing. That's all I wanted to do.

You know what would help the instruction form? Verbs! Verbs would be nice! Because they help you get to the end of a thought!

That miracles have been, I do believe; that they may yet be wrought by the living, I do not deny: but have no confidence in those which are fathered on the dead.