Every human being has appetites difficult to control but far fewer have humility, gentleness, and an awareness of their weaknesses.

People who go to work every day, make sacrifices to raise families, and get through life without hurting other people if they can help it-those are the real heros.

There's sometimes a weird benefit to having an alcoholic, violent father. He really motivated me in that I never wanted to be anything like him.

Night has patterns that can be read less by the living than by the dead.

Evil was coming. I wondered whose face it would be wearing.

The hatred of truth is the taproot of violence.

Each smallest act of kindness, reverberates across great distances and spans of time --affecting lives unknown to the one who’s generous spirit, was the source of this good echo. Because kindness is passed on and grows each time it’s passed until a simple courtesy becomes an act of selfless courage, years later, and far away. Likewise, each small meanness, each expression of hatred, each act of evil.