The Gray Man hated his current rental car. He got the distinct impression it hadn't been handled enough by humans when it was young, and now it would never be pleasant to be around.

Ronan Lynch lived with every sort of secret.

The inside of the old Camaro smelled like asphalt and desire, gasoline and dreams.

His home was populated by things and creatures from Niall Lynch's dreams, and his mother was just another one of them

It was a sort of ferocious, quiet beauty, the sort that wouldn't let you admire it. The sort of beauty that always hurt.

Reality's what other people dream for you.

I wish you could be kissed, Jane, ' he said. 'Because I would beg just one off you. Under all this.' He flailed an arm toward the stars.

Ronan's second secret was Adam Parrish.

At this, Gansey rolled over onto his back and folded his hands on his chest. He wore a salmon polo shirt, which, in Blue’s opinion, was far more hellish than anything they’d discussed to this point.

Do you eat all of the men in the family? Where do they go? Does this house have a basement?

So many of the world's problems, he mused, were solved by sheer human decency.

He made his character his platform.

I think more women should be involved in politics for the good of the human race.

I'd like to jump out of an airplane, but I'm very scared of that. I will have to do it.

Searching for a perfect love is not easy to find,but having the love of our God is more perfect than what you have found".

To know that everything we say and do to this new little human being may have a profound effect on him or her is a daunting obligation.

The fact that The Bridge contains folk lore and other material suitable to the epic form need not therefore prove its failure as a long lyric poem, with interrelated sections.

The composer makes plans, music laughs.

Every believer departing this old earth ...immediately transitions into heaven and is welcomed home by Jesus himself.

People's attentions spans are getting shorter and shorter. I don't want to cater to that necessarily but, just for myself, it feels like more than 40 minutes of music is too much.

And as we stray further from love, we multiply the words. Had we remained together we could have become a silence.