for some reason, dying men always ask the question they know the answer to. perhaps it's so they can die being right.

A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.

Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.

If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter.

Often I wish this would all be over, Liesel, but then somehow you do something like walk down the basement steps with a snowman in your hands.

I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.

I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that's where they begin. Their great skills is their capacity to escalate.

No matter how many times she was told that she was loved, there was no recognition that the proof was in the abandonment.

It was the beginning of the greatest Christmas ever. Little food. No presents. But there was a snowman in their basement.

As always, one of her books was next to her.

If you can't imagine it, think clumsy silence. Think bits and pieces of floating despair. And drowning in a train.

Stop letting people who do so little for you control so much of your life.

Indeed, man has two different beings inside him. What devil thought of that malicious touch?

The human body is in constant change the minute we're born. It's in a constant state of decay. We're all like Ford Escorts, just falling apart.

The world is the same you never change it, as sure as the stars shine above. Well, you're nobody til somebody loves you, so find yourself somebody to love.

Peacemaking is a full-time vocation that includes each member of God's people.

The mind is the shadow of the light it seeks.

Great acting is being able to create a character. Great character is being able to be yourself.

The reason is that in a group, individual errors on either side of the true figure cancel each other out.

The conformation of his mind was such that whatever was little seemed to him great, and whatever was great seemed to him little.

In the Soviet Union I was the head of all oil production. And you know in the Soviet Union, you didn't get that job unless you were really worth it.