What haunted people even, perhaps especially, on their deathbed? What chased them, tortured them and brought some of them to their knees? And [he] thought he had the answer. Regret. Regret for things said, things done, and things not done. Regret for the people they might have been. And failed to be.

Where there is love there is courage, where there is courage there is peace, where there is peace there is God. And when you have God, you have everything.

I went through a period in my life when I had no friends, when the phone never rang, when I thought I would die from loneliness. I know that the real blessing here isn't that I have a book published, but that I have so many people to thank.

To be honest, the only thing I ever really wanted to be was a writer - since I read 'Charlotte's Web' as a child.

No good ever comes from putting up walls. What people mistake for safety is in fact captivity. And few things thrive in captivity.

Every year the hunters shot cows and horses and family pets and each other. And unbelievably, they sometimes shot themselves, perhaps in a psychotic episode where they mistook themselves for dinner

It's a shame that creativity and sloth look exactly the same.