You're not alone, there is more to this I know. You can make it out, you will live to tell.

I began to have an idea of my life not as the slow shaping of achievement to fit my preconceived purposes but as the gradual discovery and growth of a purpose which I did not know.

Donald Trump showed his birth certificate to reporters. Who cares about his birth certificate? I want to know if that thing on his head has had its vaccinations.

Cecil Jacobs is a big wet hen!

"You like music, Mr. Gurgeh?" Hamin asked, leaning over to the man. Gurgeh nodded. "Well, a little does no harm."

If you want to write, you write. Talent is simply not enough.

My eyes feel all soft, all soft as flesh. I'm going to sleep.

Though he love not to buy the pig in the poke.

Reading is a socially acceptable form of hallucination.

But I also say this: that light is an invitation to happiness, and that happiness, when it's done right, is a kind of holiness, palpable and redemptive.

We do not sit in authority over the Scripture, the Scripture sits in authority over us.