The late-night backyard encounter and kiss induced insomnia.

Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep, and when it's over, you feel like you don't have any bones left to hold you up.

Nothing ever really goes away--it just changes into something else. Something beautiful.

Anna, " he said, dragging his frosted fingers through my hair."Don't you know what it means when a boy pulls your hair at your birthday party?" "No." Just, then, i didn't know what anything meant.

It was just over a year ago. Twelve months, nine days and six hours ago, actually. But thirteen months ago everything was...perfect.

Frankie Perino and I were lucky that day. Lucky to be alive-that's what everyone said.

It's rally bad when dads cry.

I accept the hard reality that I maybe might possibly be just the slightest tiniest littlest bit kinda sorta interested in him.

Sometimes I think I'm an alien that accidentally fell off the mother ship, destined to wander among clueless earthling parents for all eternity.

Become 'tested' in such a way that not a single word in this world can shake you up.

Perhaps it is true that all that happens is in accordance with Your will, and thus it is good. But sometimes You leave blood on Your instruments.

I trust my characters. They know their stories better than I do.

While most activists could use a good dose of gentleness, I think most believers could use a good dose of holy anger.

The Kingdom of Heaven is not for the well-meaning: it is for the desperate.

With the black and white films, one was concerned with tone.

I still call myself a communist, because communism is no more what Russia made of it than Christianity is what the churches make of it.

Gossip says she hanged herself from the turret on the tower, but when you have a house like Hill House with a tower and a turret, gossip would hardly allow you to hang yourself anywhere else.

Style advice? Always wear clothes... that are... clean, for starters. An added bonus if it is pressed as well. Unless you are wearing clothes that are supposed to look rumpled.

To practice Zen or the Martial Arts, you must live intensely, wholeheartedly, without reserve - as if you might die in the next instant