People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night.

This isn't a romance. You're not a damsel in distress and I'm not the handsome prince come to save you.

People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night. But safety – like light – is a façade.

The only way to truly be safer, was to accept the dark, to walk in it with eyes wide open, to be a part of it. To keep your enemies close.

I wanted to cry for wanting to cry.

May we each find in ourselves the courage we forgot we have, to see the beauty we forgot is inside us, while battling the demons we forgot we can slay, on a battlefield we forgot we can win.

Children are a battle of a different sort. ... A battle without banners or warhorns but no less fierce.

Get your filthy paws off my son, feet pue tan!" Cherise

If your writing collides with the conventional wisdom, there's going to be some kind of friction.

There is abundant reason to believe that optimism - big, little, and in between - is useful to a person because positive expectations can be self-fulfilling.

it is a waste of time to ask more of people than they have to give.

Most of all, our troops from Alabama said they appreciate the care packages from folks back home.

Animals cannot speak, but can you and I not speak for them and represent them? Let us all feel their silent cry of agony and let us all help that cry to be heard in the world.

Sometimes the creating that we do is creating a platform that allows other creative people to pitch in.

I'm very attracted to exile literature - particularly Nabokov - exactly because the idea of being away from home for any serious length of time is so inconceivable to me.