Now when I die, I shall only be dead.

After a while, though, even the deepest sorrow faltered, even the most penetrating despair lost its scalpel edge.

That's what was wrong with drinking too much. You became immune to drunken delights. There was no solace in liquor. Before you got happy, you collapsed.

The vampire was real. It was only that his true story had never been told.

She sounded angry. That was the way she'd been as long as he'd known her. If she became ill, it irritated her. She was annoyed by sickness. She seemed to regard it as a personal affront.

The foraging for food and water, the struggle for life in a world without masters, housed in a body that man had made dependent on himself.

Why choose the lesser evil anyway, when the greater evil is usually higher quality and will last longer before it breaks?

When something becomes hard to think about, people transfer the discomfort of the thought, to the object of their thinking.

Running in the relay of life sometimes makes me notice that faith takes over the baton when reason finished its part.

High school music teachers... nobody makes a living off it.

To live a life of virtue, you have to become consistent, even when it isn't convenient, comfortable, or easy.

In war personal revenge maintains its silence.

We've come to this dark time in which the new Gestapo of Homeland Security lurks here, where citizens are having their rights suspended.

We'll have a baby who stutters repeatedly We'll name him history

To be a good model, I'd need a lot more confidence... and more confidence to be more bare.

Fame is a pearl many dive for and only a few bring up. Even when they do, it is not perfect, and they sigh for more, and lose better things in struggling for them.