But when I got angry, my nerves sought an outlet, and my mouth didn't always guard the gates.

We worship Him not because He is the best of our gods, but because He is, or was, the greatest killer among them.

They live forever. But many of them are even more lonely and miserable than we are. Why do you think they bother with us? We teach them life's value.

There is nothing foolish about hope.

But when I got angry, my nerves sought an outlet, and my mouth didn't always guard the gates.

If the first words out of your mouth are to cry 'political correctness!', ... chances are very, very high that you are in fact part of the problem.

And in that sliver of time, I felt the power around me coalesce, malice-hard and sharp as crystal. That this analogy occurred to me should have been a warning.