Got to love a dude that says things like "kinetic" and "detritus.

Evil is a completely different creature, Mac. Evil is bad that believes it's good.

Finally, he knew the kind of loving that made two one and understood Jane was his world. His ocean, his country, his sun, his rain, his very heart.

I'd vowed years ago to go to the grave the same way I'd been born, just a lot more wrinkly.

But he didn't need to seek visual confirmation of what he'd just heard to know she had. And the truth was, he couldn't blame her. He'd not have let her die, either. He'd have moved mountains. He'd have battled God or Devil for his wife's life. She'd betrayed him. He smiled faintly.

Beautiful women rarely possess sufficient depth of character to survive without their pretty feathers.

Anyone worth knowing breaks once. Once. No shame, no foul if you survive it. You did.