No degree of prosperity can be sufficient to eliminate all misfortune, and sloth is impervious to opportunity.

Too much mystery is merely an annoyance. Too much adventure is exhausting. And a little terror goes a long way.

The most identifying trait of humanity is our abilty to be inhumane to one another.

The world is full of broken people. Splints, casts, miracle drugs, and time can't mend fractured hearts, wounded hearts, wounded minds, torn spirits.

The dead are merely the countrymen of my future.

Sometimes it seemed that the human heart, this side of Eden, feared life more than death, light more than darkness, freedom more than surrender.

She says what holds their marriage together is that she feels too damn sorry for him to ask for a divorce.