Admittedly, I am not the one who looks fantastic in everything, but still I cannot help loving myself.

God is an experience of supreme love.

I want God to play in my bloodstream the way sunlight amuses itself on the water.

My restlessness makes me a far better day-to-day traveler than he will ever be. I am infinitely curious and almost infinitely patient with mishaps, discomforts, and minor disasters. So I can go anywhere on the planet—that’s not a problem. The problem is that I just can’t live anywhere on the planet.

Venice is beautiful, but like a Bergman movie is beautiful; you can admire it, but you don't really want to live in it.

When it seemed like I was going to really have to be there at Todd's [Willingham] execution, I don't think I could have done it. I think I began to distance myself. I didn't visit as often; I didn't write as often. This was kind of after my conversation with [fire science expert] Gerald Hurst. And the [car] accident made sure that I didn't have to go up there. But I think he and I both shared that.

I actually have a great deal of respect for antidepressants; I think they can be enormously mighty tools toward recovery.