She looked at her hand: Just some hand, holding a cheap pen. Some girls’ hand. She had nothing to do with that hand. Let that hand do whatever it wanted to.

She couldn’t get any farther away inside from her skin. She couldn’t get away.

I remember everything about you, Miss Macy. Every moment between us—the good and the bad.” He chuckled dryly. “Though I prefer to linger on more recent pleasant moments.

feel in the rush of the passing the stillness of the eternal

Solitude may rust your words.

The person determined to achieve maximum success learns the principle that progress is made one step at a time.

I was looking at a bottle of water; they have nutritional facts printed on the side. You know, I'm no chemist, but I have a rough idea what's in water.

Sometimes only poetry can say it. I think there's just this deeper language, and away of putting your world back together again and breaking through barriers.

The first book I sat down to write was an historical romance. It was really bad and thankfully no one ever saw it.

But genius is religious. It is a larger imbibing of the common heart.

The obligation of the state is to guarantee freedom of religion, and that implies dealing with all of them on an equal footing.

I didn't want to kill anybody, but there comes a point when the only way you can make a statement is to pick up a gun.