Maybe that was the answer to good parenting—pretending the first child was the second.

So much for being a good friend was knowing when to keep your mouth shut.

Some people smoked crack in alleyways. Franny ate chocolate. On the scale of things, it seemed entirely reasonable.

She had the wild look of someone who hadn’t slept in twenty-four hours, with purplish semicircles underneath both her eyes. Being eighteen was like being made out of rubber and cocaine.

There was nothing in life harder or more important than agreeing every morning to stay the course, to go back to your forgotten self of so many years ago, and to make the same decision.

Exude happiness and you will feel it back a thousand times.

Liberty for wolves is death to the lambs.

There's too much emphasis on backstory and personal stuff in music now - it's not going to make the music better if I hear that you did karate for the six months leading up to it.

I am a big believer in the value of traveling while you are young. The experiences you have in other countries can inspire greatness.

Nowhere can it rain harder and with a more tiresome persistence than in California during the brief season when it rains at all.

Philosophy, having crept clinging to the rocks so far, puts out its feelers many ways in vain.

Lovers may be and indeed generally are enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.

Sin is not wrong doing, it is wrong BEING, deliberate and emphatic independence of God.

I'm from rural Oregon, Yamhill County, a farm four miles out of a town of 1,000 people and that town is overwhelmingly pro-Trump.