What I've learned is that there is nothing in this life that does not fail to disappoint us, even our own deaths.

The world of evil is only as evil as we allow it to be.

People are just greedy animals, after all.

What I've learned is that there is nothing in this life that does not fail to disappoint us, even our own deaths.

It is what we see when we imagine what the afterlife must be like: our happiest triumphs, our most sincere moments, stolen from the seam of our lives, a respite just before the onset of imminent tragedy.

And it's exactly what's wrong with the radio. It's like...anything that tries to appeal to everybody always ends up sounding so cheap.

When she cries, it is quiet, tearless, almost completely imperceptible: one more unheard prayer.