An idea in the head is like a rock in the shoe; I just can't wait to get it out.

If it doesn't sweat, jiggle, or pant, it's not alive.

Writing, for me, is the best occupation I can think of, and there is nothing in the world I would rather do.

…and I’m thinking how nothing is as simple as you guess-not right or wrong, not Judd Travers, not even me or this dog I got here. But the good part is I saved Shiloh and opened my eyes some. Now that ain’t bad for eleven.

We all have our own battles to fight, and sometimes we have to go it alone. I'm stronger than you think, you'd be surprised.

Since no one really knows what or who God is, or whether God is at all, why can't God be hope?

Happiness is wanting what you have.