I will rain down silver and gold for you. I will shatter the black night, break it open, and pour out a million stars. Turn away from the darkness, the madness, the pain. Open your eyes and know that I am here. That I remember and hope. Open your eyes and look at the light.

Because just for a few seconds, someone else hurts, too. For just a few seconds, I'm not alone.

The greenest of pastures are right here on earth.

Most of the mess that is called history comes about because kings and presidents cannot be satisfied with a nice chicken and a good loaf of bread.

She was everything he wanted from his life, the very measure of his dreams.

You can't argue with the dead, no matter what you say, they always have the last word.

It's another sin. Worse than all the other ones, which are immediate, violent and hot...It's the eighth deadly sin. The one God left out, Hope.