There are only three great puzzles in the world, the puzzle of love, the puzzle of death, and, between each of these and part of both of them, the puzzle of God. God is the greatest puzzle of all.

It's a blindness thing, faith.

Hope may or may not be a Thing with Feathers. But it’s definitely a Thing with Claws.

Somehow the river is louder when you cover your ears.

The world is more outlandish than some people’s imaginations.

When my father first took me to Ennis Library I went down among the shelves and felt company, not only the company of writers, but the readers too, because they had lifted and opened and read these books. The books were worn in a way they can only get worn by hands and eyes and minds

All writers are waiting for replies. That’s what I’ve learned. Maybe all human beings are