I always managed to get in trouble, like every kid. But I had to learn a lot of hard lessons on my own, without parents who would nurture me and guard me through that part of life, at a very young age.

Where is God? Where can I find him?" we ask. We don't realize that's like a fish swimming frantically through the ocean in search OF the ocean

When I sit down to write a novel, I am exploring my own relationship with God, with the struggle between good and evil, my own purpose.

...most men and women will yield to the strong currents sucking them into the seas of ruin. Only the strongest in mind and spirit will swim against that current.

That’s it?” Jason asked. “You spent an hour talking about how lucky you were to be dying?” No, not dying, Son. Living.

But what was possible or practical had been replaced by a far baser impulse. Hope.

Living is about clucking your tongue and enjoying the sound. ~Slater