There was no light. The darkness was deep and there was no dazzle.

It's not my brain that's writing the book, it's these hands of mine.

Don't be afraid..." We need this reassurance. Even for those of us who believe implicitly in angels, to be confronted by one is an awesome thing."

If I didn't get fond I could be happy all the time.

Anger is not bitterness. Bitterness can go on eating at a man's heart and mind forever. Anger spends itself in its own time.

The truth is that I hate to think about other people reading my books," Miranda said. "It's like watching someone go through the box of private stuff that I keep under my bed.

Schooling, instead of encouraging the asking of questions, too often discourages it.