Love is where you find it.

I'm a doctor of cowshit, pigshit, and chickenshit.....when you doctors figure out what you want, you'll find me out in the barn shoveling my thesis.

I am of course a skeptic about the divinity of Christ and a scorner of the notion that there is a God who cares about how we are or what we do. ... Religious skeptics often become very bitter towards the end, as did Mark Twain. ... I know why I will become bitter. I will finally realize that I have had it right all along: that I will not see God, that there is no heaven or Judgement Day.

People who are wary of what they might find in a book if they opened one are right to be.

I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.

Trust a crowd to look at the wrong end of a miracle every time.

Live by the harmless untruths that make you brave and kind and healthy and happy.