What is your secret? What could you possibly know, more than 80 years after you death, that someone doesn't want us to find out?

My eyes meet his and I understand exactly what he's saying. He's my person. He's my home.

The blank sheet stares up at me, its emptiness like a slap. Those were the last words Ginny ever wrote before she and her family were murdered.

I look away, but we've caught each other. And I know this wasn't just a ghost story to him, even if it was to the others.

Did you mean what you said before? About the dead hanging around? You really believe it?

And when whatever happened in that barn happened, it was a moment I’ll never forget. Like a missing key slid into a dusty old lock. Click. My world opened.

Life is a predicament which precedes death.

Freedom to rock, freedom to talk. Freedom, raise your fist and yell.

I kind of knew Cleveland was going to get the No. 1 pick. I think they rigged it. No, don't quote me on that.

Nonphysical beings are drawn to enlightened beings. Some come to aid them in there work; some come to interfere. Some just come to watch. Enlightenment is rare in this world.

In most books, the I, of first person, is omitted; in this it will be retained; that, in respect to egotism, is the main difference.

This is our greatest challenge: learning to live in a crowded and interconnected world that is creating unprecedented pressures on human society and on the physical environment.

Money is cool, but being proud of yourself is something that's so rare.

I don't have many heroes. Very plain and simply, Johnny Unitas was one of my heroes. When you think of Baltimore, you think of Johnny Unitas.

"In the woods we return to reason and faith. There I feel that nothing can befall me in life~~no disgrace, no calamity (leaving me my eyes), which nature cannot repair."

The intellect is a beautiful servant but a terrible master. Intellect is the power tool of our separateness. The intuitive, compassionate heart is the doorway to our unity.