'I could kill you like this,' Peter whispered. 'Just press and press until you're dead'.

a lot of human behavior was really acting out our responses to dangers long past.

We're like the wicked witch. We promise gingerbread, then eat the little brats alive.

I've got a pretty good idea what children are, and we're not children. Children can lose sometimes, and nobody cares.

Home is where the people who live there need me to come home to them, and worry about me when I'm gone. There's no such place on this earth, no matter how far I drive.

Music isn't just a pleasure, a transient satisfaction. It's a need, a deep hunger; and when the music is right, it's joy. Love. A foretaste of heaven. A comfort in grief. Is it too much to think that perhaps God speaks to us sometimes through music? How, then, could I be so ungrateful as to refuse the message?

What a waste of time to be posthumously famous.