Personally, I always wondered about authors and celebrities who loudly declared there was no God. It was usually when they were healthy and popular and being listened to by crowds. What happens, I wondered, in the quiet moments before death? By then, they have lost the stage, the world has moved on. If suddenly, in their last gasping moments, through fear, a vision, a late enlightenment, they change their minds about God, who would know?

As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away.

I find interesting characters or lessons that resonate with people and sometimes I write about them in the sports pages, sometimes I write them in a column, sometimes in a novel, sometimes a play or sometimes in nonfiction. But at the core I always say to myself, 'Is there a story here? Is this something people want to read?'

He almost told her everything right then, that very moment. But you grab a moment, or you let it pass. He let it pass.

Scenery without solace is meaningless.

Things change when you're not in danger anymore.

There's a story behind everything..but behind all your stories is always your mother's story..because hers is where yours begins.