There is no Idea Dump, no Story Central, no Island of the Buried Bestsellers; good stories seem to come quite literally from nowhere, sailing at you right out of the empty sky.

Quiet people have the loudest minds.

Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.

The water was glassy and calm, still candy-colored in the afterglow of sunset.

A life without love is like a tree without fruit.

The trust of the innocent is the liar's most useful tool.

Talent is cheaper than table salt. What separates the talented individual from the successful one is a lot of hard work.

Outside, daylight was bleeding slowly toward dusk.

You can't deny laughter; when it comes, it plops down in your favorite chair and stays as long as it wants.

People who try hard to do the right thing always seem mad.

The place where you made your stand never mattered. Only that you were there... and still on your feet.

On Christ's attitude toward His disciples: "If I gave away My big all to get to you, can you give away your little all to follow Me?

Beware of the danger signals that flag problems: silence secretiveness or sudden outburst.

She wasn't just beautiful. She was like the sun coming up: coming up giggling. She was giggling as if she had just remembered something funny.

Al Gore may think Medicare is at a crossroads, but his plan puts it on a highway to bankruptcy.

Many a housewife staring at the back of her husband's newspaper, or listening to his breathing in bed is lonelier than any spinster in a rented room.

Quick guys get tired; big guys don't shrink.

I hibernate. I hibernate until the next project takes shape in my mind.

When I pray, coincidences happen, and when I don't, they don't.

Only love matters in the bits and pieces of a person's life.