I feel that if you are blessed, or lucky enough, to be doing well, you should help others.

So many wonderful books to write, and not enough hours in the day. An embarrassment of riches.

I wanted to wipe the grin off his face with a fist. I resisted the urge. Who says I have no self-control?

I never said I was consistent.

Some days you go bear hunting and you get eaten. Some days you come home with a nice rug to roll around on, and bear steaks. What they don't tell you as a kid is that sometimes you get the rug and steaks, but you also get some nice scars to go with them. As a child you don't understand that you can win, but that's it's not always worth the price. Once you understand and accept that possibility you become a real grown up, and the world becomes a much more serious place. Not less fun, but once you realize what can go wrong, it's a lot scarier to go hunting "bears".

I wasn't afraid of him anymore, because I could smell his fear. You never had to be afraid of anything that was afraid of you.

[Roland] jerked back too fast to see, and his fist was suddenly connecting with my chin. I didn't pass out, but my body went limp. Part of me was screaming silently. The other part was saying, 'Oh, what pretty trees.