It seems to me that there are two great enemies of peace - fear and selfishness.

You never know ahead of time what something's really going to be like.

Punch after punch after punch. February is a mean bully. Nothing could be worse - except August.

It is always sad to write about prejudice, but sometimes when we see it being played out in the lives of fictional characters, we can recognize it in our own lives.

She had tricked him. She had made him leave his old self behind and come into her world, and then before he was really at home in it but too late to go back, she had left him stranded there--like an astronaut wandering about on the moon. Alone.

Mandarin ducks mate for life and will die of loneliness if separated from their chosen mate.

All of us can think of a book... that we hope none of our children or any other children have taken off the shelf. But if I have the right to remove that book from the shelf - that work I abhor - then you also have exactly the same right and so does everyone else. And then we have no books left on the shelf for any of us.