Some lives, conducted with grace, are beautiful arcs bridging this world to eternity.

Dogs are one of those things that make you happy and make you wonder.

Always, beneath every apparent chaos, order waits to be revealed.

Life had not taught me to distrust ministers, but it had taught me to trust no one more than dogs.

Pain is a gift. Humanity, without pain, would know neither fear nor pity. Without fear, there could be no humility, and every man would be a monster. The recognition of pain and fear in others give rise in us to pity, and in our pity is our humanity, our redemption.

The primitive in each of us climbs closer to the surface during the night, for the moon sings to it, and the cold void between the stars speaks its language. To that savage self, evil can look lovely in too little light.

We're out of cocktail olives, it's a tragedy of historic proportions, but we're coping because we're Americans.