The story of his great-grandfather . . . was his own story, too.

Youth is as easily wasted as a fine wine consumed by a drunken man. There is no poetry in aging, and Javert lived out the process in its most hideous iteration.

Dorothy scratched her dark head, yawning wide, and white feathers floated out of her hair.

I thank the goodness and the grace Which on my birth have smiled And made me in these Christian days A happy Christian child.

Serve the dinner backward, do anything - but for goodness sake, do something weird.

I prefer insomnia to anaesthesia.

To accept opinions is to gain the good solid feeling of being correct without having to think.

Charlie Brown is the one person I identify with. C.B. is such a loser. He wasn't even the star of his own Halloween special.

If you keep picking a scab it will bleed and never heal. If you keep dragging the pain of the past up, it will never heal.

I don't really know how to live my life, just like lots of other people don't. I guess you just learn along the way.

There’s nothing here,” Carter said. “What do you want?” I asked. “We’ve got wax, some toilet papyrus, an ugly statue.