We all have an old knot in the heart we wish to untie.

I am someone who has a cold heart. If I am beside a great grief I throw barriers up so the loss cannot go too deep or too far. There is a wall instantly in place, and it will not fall.

What is interesting and important happens mostly in secret, in places where there is no power.

...how many of us have a moved heart that shies away to a different angle, a millimetre or even less from the place where it first existed, some repositioning unknown to us.

Heartbroken men are like wild animals, running around with hysteria in their eyes, desperately trying to knock the dents out of their egos.

A man travels the world in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.

In an ideal world, the amount of money we spend on medical research to prevent or cure a disease would be proportional to its seriousness and the number of people who suffer from it.

You can't understand light unless you understand darkness, because that's where life is most often lived - somewhere between the two. It's messy and it's beautiful all at the same time.

The way I look at it, I'm a guy who acts to live.

A religion cannot be sustained by the number of its lip-followers denying in their lives its tenets.

OK, it was black, it was below grade, I was female, Asian American, young, too young to have served. Yet I think none of the opposition in that sense hurt me.

Authors do not supply imaginations.

I can get no remedy against this consumption of the purse: borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the disease is incurable.