The luxury of age was the giving up of vanity.

People are good or half good or a quarter good, and it changes all the time- but even on the best day nobody's perfect.

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

Whatever you say, say nothing.

What Corrigan wanted was a fully believable God, one you could find in the grime of the everyday... He consoled himself with the fact that, in the real world, when he looked closely into the darkness he might find the presence of a light, damaged and bruised, but a little light all the same. He wanted, quite simply, for the world to be a better place, and he was in the habit of hoping for it.

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

He said to me once that most of the time people use the word love as just another way to show off they're hungry. The way he said it went something like: Glorify their appetites.