Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am to be blessed.

Attention is the beginning of devotion.

I believe in kindness. Also in mischief.

My first two books are out of print and, okay, they can sleep there comfortably. It's early work, derivative work.

And it is exceedingly short, his galloping life. Dogs die so soon. I have my stories of that grief, no doubt many of you do also. It is almost a failure of will, a failure of love, to let them grow old-or so it feels. We would do anything to keep them with us, and to keep them young. The one gift we cannot give.

When will you have a little pity for every soft thing that walks through the world, yourself included.

We do not love anything more deeply than we love a story.