We are all a collection of lost causes, stashed here so no one has to see just how wounded we are.

Promise was like a precious stone, she told me: hypnotising, but after a while the weight of it could sink you.

I am dead man alive.

Man is constantly being assured today that he has more power than ever before in history, but his daily experience is one of powerlessness.

Death, is a beautiful conclusion to these short stories, that which we have so interestingly entitled, lives.

My ultimate authority would be the school librarian Mrs. Greenbacher.

Son, brother, father, lover, friend. There is room in the heart for all the affections, as there is room in heaven for all the stars.

Everyone is unique and each experience is different.

Men are in fact, quite unable to control their own inventions; they at best develop adaptability to the new conditions those inventions create.

Our health-care issues is another big structural drag. All of these need to be dealt with if we're going to keep the American economy the most dynamic and flexible in the world.

That was the thing about secrets-you had to carry them with you forever, no matter what the cost.

O plunge your hands in water, Plunge them in up to the wrist; Stare, stare in the basin And wonder what you've missed.