My world we humans we’re just pawns on an immortal chessboard.

I am going to love you now, slow and sweet.

You believe in God? Dude. Only God could have created physics.

Life equaled love plus passion squared. Loving and being passionate about what one did was what made life so precious.

I'd gazed into the abyss and the abyss had gazed back, just like Daddy always said it would: You want to know about life, Mac? It's simple. Keep watching rainbows, baby. Keep looking at the sky. You find what you look for. If you go hunting good in the world, you'll find it. If you go hunting evil . . . well, don't.

I figure if there is a God, he or she isn’t paying attention to what we build or if we follow some elaborate rules, but copping a ride on our shoulders, watching what we do ever day. Seeing if we took this great big adventure called life and did something interesting with it.

Gazelles didn't lie down with lions, at least not unbloodied and alive.