And Finally I put down the last and the best advice I knew, on growing older. 'Stand up straight and try not to get fat.

With that height, plus a face of an ugliness so transcendant as to be grotesquely beautiful, it was obvious why she had embraced a religious life--Christ was the only man from whom she might expect embrace in return.

That's for calling your father a fool. It may be true, but it's disrespectful. Brian Fraser to teenage Jamie

Character, I think, is the single most important thing in fiction. You might read a book once for its interesting plot—but not twice.

He's a man...and that's no small thing to be.

Mo Nighean donn," he whispered," mo chridhe. My brown lass, my heart." Come to me. Cover me. Shelter me. a bhean, heal me. Burn with me, as I burn for you.

He splayed a hand out over the photographs, trembling fingers not quite touching the shiny surface, and then he turned and leaned toward me, slowly, with the improbable grace of a tall tree falling. He buried his face in my shoulder and went very quietly and thoroughly to pieces.