Whiskers of the cat, Webbed toes on my swimming dog; God is in the details.

If something in your writing gives support to people in their lives, that’s more than just entertainment-w hich is what we writers all struggle to do, to touch people.

I am sustained by the certainty that life has meaning...as does death.

If dogs talked, one of them would be president by now. Everybody likes dogs.

It was one of those rare times when remembering the dead was more inmportant than tending to the needs of the living.

What sucks the worst is . . . this world was a gift to us, and we broke it, and part of the deal is that if we want things right, we have to fix it ourselves. But we can't. We try, but we can't.

Change isn't easy... changing the way you live means changing what you believe about life. That's hard... When we make our own misery, we sometimes cling to it even when we want so bad to change because the misery is something we know. The misery is comfortable.