Nobody's seen Jesus in years.

I thought about moving south, about continuing to run, continuing to pretend I was alive. But it was, I knew now, much too late for that. There are doors, after all, between the living and the dead, and they swing in both directions.

I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.

He was alone in the darkness once more, but the darkness became brighter and brighter until it was burning like the sun.

This is how you can tell a real photographer: mostly, a real photographer does not say 'I wish I had my camera on me right now'. Instead a real photographer pulls out her camera and takes the photograph.

I learned to write by writing.

The converse held reassuringly true: daylight was safe. Daylight was always safe.