...and the night is so deep and dark that I wonder if the sun will ever come up.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't be asking such things...' She let the sentence die its own death

The words. Why did they have to exist? Without them, there wouldn't be any of this.

Humans have a talent for escalation. -Death

Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.

I like that every page in every book can have a gem on it. It's probably what I love most about writing--that words can be used in a way that's like a child playing in a sandpit, rearranging things, swapping them around. They're the best moments in a day of writing -- when an image appears that you didn't know would be there when you started work in the morning.

We expressed love for this dog by ... knowing without showing that we cared for him.