It was one of the many rules in the kennel, rules that didn't always make sense, or even seem important, until some situation drew the lesson out.

It was one thing to live in a world where death stood a distant figure, quite another to hold it in your hands.

...do you actually think that how long a person grieves is a measure of how much they loved someone?

Come morning, his memory would be of a night spent watching over them all. And each of them - dog and boy, mother and old man - would feel the same.

...in that dilated moment after sunset when the sky holds all the light...

Anything can happen. But almost always, just normal things happen and people have happy lives.

I could not believe in a God that would challenge faith like this.

Do you want me to call the internet police for you?

The play is independent of the pages on which it is printed, and ‘pure geometries’ are independent of lecture rooms, or of any other detail of the physical world.

The great philosophers are poets who believe in the reality of their poems.

Stop telling the truth about my record!

That is one of the bitter curses of poverty; it leaves no right to be generous.

chromosomal dance oh, heavenly happenstance rare creation, you -Marcus (Poetry Spam #22)

I actually think we need to put our energies, as entrepreneurs, as technology inventors, as government, to being much more inclusive. I think the key thing is actually working together.

I was like a social worker for lepers. My clients had a chunk of their body they wanted to give away; for a price I was there to receive it.

You have a right to have a feather duster. If anyone breaks in, you can make sure they're really clean as they're robbing your house.