Books are packaged dreams.
Night has patterns that can be read less by the living than by the dead.
Of course, I don't know everything. Considering the infinite amount of knowledge that one could acquire in a virtually innumerable array of intellectual disciplines, it's probably more accurate to say that I don't know anything.
Dogs are one of those things that make you happy and make you wonder.
Inaction counted as a choice.
Loyal companions are an unequaled grace, stanching fear before it bleeds you numb, a reliable antidote for creeping despair.