Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there any more.

A woman of many talents. And intelligent, too. He'd probably have to kill her soon.

The truth, I discovered, is a tree that grows as a man gains access to experience. A child sees the acorn of his daily life, but a man looks back on the oak.

I feared my own kind more than anything the natural world could ever threaten me with.

If a man does not die of a wound, then it heals in some fashion, and so it is with loss. From the sharp pain of immediate berevement, both the Prince and I passed into the gray days of numb bewilderment and waiting. So grief has always seemed to me, a time of waiting not for the hurt to pass, but to become accustomed to it.

Silence can ask all the questions, where the tongue is prone to ask only the wrong one.

It's all connected. When you save any part of the world, you've saved the whole world. In fact, that's the only way it can be done.