I have to admit that when I watch a movie in which there is no moral context for the violence - I find that offensive. I think that's potentially damaging to society.

Little mouse, you were so quick, so bright, so sweet, so full of life. And you still are everything you were then. None of it’s lost forever. All that promise, all that hope, that love and goodness—it’s still inside you. No one can take the gifts God gave you. Only you.

The brain acknowledged the approach of death while the heart stubbornly insisted upon immortality.

Home was not a perfect place. But it was the only home they had and they could hope to make it better.

Loneliness comes in two basic varieties. When it results from a desire for solitude, loneliness is a door we close against the world. When the world instead rejects us, loneliness is an open door, unused.

Being alone can be good. It's easy to find peace alone. But sometimes, being alone is a king of death.

Literary fiction, as a strict genre, is all but dead. Meanwhile, most genres flourish.