Remember, Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.
It's strange how pain marks our faces, and makes us look like family.
Gordie: Do you think I'm weird? Chris: Definitely. Gordie: No man, seriously. Am I weird? Chris: Yeah, but so what? Everybody's weird
I'd been raised by my parents to believe barfing your feelings on other people was the height of impoliteness.
you must not come lightly to the blank page.
Was it pretty? Your country. . .your land?" "It was beautiful," the gunslinger said. "There were fields and forests and rivers and mists in the morning. But that's only pretty. My mother used to say that the only real beauty is order and love and light.