There were so many layers of reality to the world. Nothing stopped for death; nothing stopped for grief or horror or tragedy.

What was your name again?" "Still Eve." "No, I'm sure it's something else. That doesn't seem right.

It's not your enemies who are likeliest to hurt you. It is, always, those you trust.

You'd be surprised what people will do for money that they wouldn't do for love. Myrnin.

I think so,” she [Claire] said. “Just watch your back, okay?” “Nah, Michael’s got mine.” He [Shane] looked straight into her eyes. “I’ve got yours.

Promise me, Amelie, that you’ll crucify me with silver before you allow me to fall in love.” “I hardly think there’s any chance of that,” Amelie said. "I doubt you have the capacity.

Myrnin to Claire: "If anyone comes to bite you while I'm gone - well, try not to attract attention. Die quietly.

I'm worried he's going to ... do something crazy." "He lives in a hole in the ground, dresses funny, and occasionally eats his assistants," Eve said. "Define crazy.

Morely: You're trying to make me [i]Amelie[/i] Oliver: Goodness, no. You'd look terrible in a skirt

See?" she heard Shane yell at the kitchen. "She doesn't stomp around like a cattle stampede!" "Bite me, Collins! No bacon for you, either!

Shane talking to Claire - "In this whole screwed up town, you're the only thing that's always been right to me," He whispered. "I love you, Claire

Would the mountain cherry blossoms return my affection for there is no one else out here. /もろともに あはれと思へ 山桜 花よりほかに 知る人もなし

Fanatics are like debris following the course of the wind, they are swept around like sand, and convinced to believe in what they do not understand.

Dignity is an affectation, cute but eccentric, like learning French or collecting scarves.

Shareholders have the right and obligation to set the parameters of corporate behavior within which management pursues profit.

Really, one has some friends, and when one comes to think about it it is impossible to tell how one ever became friendly with them.

The impact remains to be seen; I don't think we can measure the enduring impact of John Paul II, for example, for another hundred, perhaps two hundred, years.

It's never to late for a happy childhood.

Well, when I get new information, I rethink my position. What, sir, do you do with new information?

Religion obviously played a role in this book and the previous book, too.

I fear vastly more a futile, incompetent old age than I do any form of death.