There are no explanations for human evil. Only excuses.

Somebody asked me about the current choice we're being given in the presidential election. I said, Well, it's like two of the scariest movies I can imagine.

I survive by finding the sweet spot between reason and unreason, between the rational and irrational.

Hope, however, isn't all that's needed to achieve change. Hope is a hand extended, but two hands are required to be pulled out of this deep hole. The second hand was faith.

Stay low, stay quiet, keep it simple, don't expect too much, enjoy what you have.

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

Imagine that you are more than nothing. Evil made you, but you are no more evil than a child unborn. If you want, if you seek, if you hope, who is to say that your hope might not be answered?