There comes always a moment when the desire to act, however ill the cause, is stronger than the wish to listen.
One cannot always marry the person one loves.
The dead leave their shadows, an echo of the space within which once they lived. They haunt us, never fading or growing older as we do. The loss we grieve is not just their futures but our own.
Usually I decide on what it is I'm writing next by the books I'm reading.
People think that I'm very serious.
What we attempt to do is not without danger. What we attempt to do may not succeed. But it is right and it is just. We act for the good of all.