...one of those very bad men that not even postmodernism can explain away.

I feel most like myself... after I run - I go out for five miles every morning.

The half-life of love is forever.

The only way out is in.

The world should always be concerned whenever a vast human rights violation occurs anywhere on the planet.

For me I was always a smart nerdy kid. I wasn't the smartest and I wasn't the nerdiest, but I was a smart nerdy kid my whole childhood, and I definitely wanted to be somehow involved with reading the rest of my life, and I came from a community, I lived in a community, I was part of a community where reading was considered completely alien.

In the months that follow you bend to the work, because it feels like hope, like grace--and because you know in your lying cheater's heart that sometimes a start is all we ever get.