You can count the dead, but you can't count the cost. We've got no math for Heaven.

The world spins. We stumble on. It is enough.

I write about what I know; and I write about things that are new to me, and that I didn't know before.

The thing about love is that we come alive in bodies not our own.

Long ago, long ago. The simple things come back to us. They rest for a moment by our ribcages then suddenly reach in and twist our hearts a notch backward.

There are moments we return to, now and always. Family is like water - it has a memory of what it once filled, always trying to get back to the original stream.

There's a part of me that thinks perhaps we go on existing in a place even after we've left it.

We have to admire the world for not ending on us.

It was a silence that heard itself, awful and beautiful.

Give life long enough and it will solve all your problems, including the one of being alive.

Even if people laughed at the notion of goodness, if they found it sentimental, or nostalgic, it didn't matter -- it was none of those things, he said, and it had to be fought for.

Woe to him who offends a patient man who has just reached his limit.

Just because you can make a choice, doesn’t mean you should. Some things are better left alone.

Every page turnedshould be the page read

When making a deal with the Devil – Haggle.

If we did all the things we are capable of doing we would literally astound ourselves.

Rogue Squadron doesn't run. Unless we really, really have to.

That’s just silly. Closing a global business in reaction to single-issue national politics is foolish.

If no tender words are spoken, no tender hearts can be broken.

I am naive. I make mistakes - But I don't give a rat's arse how I am perceived!