After a while, footsteps sounded on the flagstones outside and there was a gentle tap at the door. Of course, one of them would come. So close were we, the seven of us, that no childhood injury went unnoticed, no slight, real or imagined, went unaddressed, no hurt was endured without comfort.

Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive.

His thoughts inhabit a different plane from those of ordinary men; the simplest interpretation of that is to call him crazy.

Wake the sleeper must, and confront his fears, or risk being lost in the dark places of the mind forever.

Trust is a thing you know without words.

We cannot know the future. All we can do is face it bravely. We should take heed of those we love and respect. But in the end, we make every decision alone.

My world was changing, and I was not ready for it.