He lay back, put his arm over his eyes, and tried to hold onto the anger, because the anger made him feel brave. A brave man could think. A coward couldn't.

Memory is the basis of every journey.

Acknowledge your good fortune by sharing it.

It's hard to make strangers care about the good things in your life.

Want a Coke?” Abra asked. “Sugar solves lots of problems, that’s what I think.

I don't want to speak too disparagingly of my generation (actually I do, we had a chance to change the world but opted for the Home Shopping Network Instead).

As always at these times when he felt really in need of God the front of his mind was serene, but the deeper part, where faith did constant battle with doubt, was terrified that there would be no answer.