Having faith in God did not mean sitting back and doing nothing. It meant believing you would find success if you did your best honestly and energetically.

She loved him because he had brought her back to life. She had been like a caterpillar in a cocoon, and he had drawn her out and shown her that she was a butterfly.

Why was it, Lloyd wondered, that the people who wanted to destroy everything good about their country were the quickest to wave the national flag?

His aim was the glory of God, but the glory of Philip pleased him too.

There is a real connection between Philosopy and fiction.

After a certain point, most people, including editors, will tell you everything you do is great.

A baby was like a revolution, Grigori thought: you could start one, but you could not control how it would turn out.