This isn't the end, and a beginning looks different. This is the moment in between, when everything still looks possible.

When you find your reason for living, hold onto it. Never let it go. Even if it means burning other bridges along the way.

In all her twisted perfection she had made me fall helplessly in love with her. A life without her in it seemed pointless.

Koverman is one of my favorite Hollywood characters because she was the brains of MGM, and not many people know about her.

When language is treated beautifully and interestingly, it can feel good for the body: It's nourishing; it's rejuvenating.

Anyone who was tempted to draw comparisons between my father's 'Dave Robicheaux' series and my first book quickly gave up.

I was rather a goody-goody as a child... It was only later on I discovered that you could be naughty and get away with it.

Happiness doesn't depend on the actual number of blessings we manage to scratch from life, only our attitude towards them.

Anything too far out of tune with our attitude is lost, either in the ears themselves or somewhere beyond, but it is lost.

I think the gap between rich and poor is an extremely dangerous phenomenon and needs the immediate attention of the state.

No one knows you like a person with whom you've shared a childhood. No one will ever understand you in quite the same way.

I wept to think that life went on even when so much had been lost, that rain still fell and myrtle grew between the rocks.

He'd thought he was lost, but now he recognized that eternity was around him, like salt from a shaker or stars in the sky.

That is the joy of reading fiction: when all is said and done, the novel belongs to the reader and his or her imagination.

After a while, the characters I'm writing begin to feel real to me. That's when I know I'm heading in the right direction.

The characters in 'Be Near Me' come from a genuine place, a Britain that is more than one country and more than one ideal.

Life is a pilgrimage and if you don't play by the rules you don't find the Road to Damascus, you find the Crown of Thorns.

I had a curious feeling that I was living on several planes simultaneously; the overlapping of these planes was confusing.

Some people won't go the extra mile, and then on their birthday, when no one makes a fuss, they feel neglected and bitter.

I don't remember who said this, but there really are places in the heart you don't even know exist until you love a child.

The reason 'help' is such a great prayer is that God is the gift of desperation. When you're in despair, you're teachable.

You just have to keep getting out of your own way so that whatever it is that wants to be written can use you to write it.

My mother was a not-too-devoted atheist. She went to Episcopal church on Christmas Eve every year, and that was mostly it.

The one ironclad rule is that I have to try. I have to walk into my writing room and pick up my pen every weekday morning.

To oblige a friend by inflicting an injury on his enemy is often more easy than to confer a benefit on the friend himself.

Nothing reopens the springs of love so fully as absence, and no absence so thoroughly as that which must needs be endless.

Fame is a skittish jade, more fickle even than Fortune, and apt to shy, and bolt, and plunge away on very trifling causes.

Is Valentine's Day a day to make cupcakes with your children? No, Valentine's is supposed to be a day about romantic love.

Dominique as Gail looks at her "... there is a stage of worship which makes the worshiper himself an object of reverence."

Do not ever say that the desire to 'do good' by force is a good motive. Neither power-lust nor stupidity are good motives.

Food is the rare moral arena in which the ethical choice is generally the one more likely to make you groan with pleasure.

The man of reflection discovers Truth; but the one who enjoys it and makes use of its heavenly gifts is the man of action.

We are not here in this world to drift like seaweed. Whatever intelligence we have, it is our duty to drive to the utmost.

But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!

Sometimes, people have a tendency not to notice someone who's always there, even if that person's the best thing for them.

Put first things first and we get second things thrown in: put second things first & we lose both first and second things.

What can be better than to get out a book on Saturday afternoon and thrust all mundane considerations away till next week.

No soul that seriously and constantly desires joy will ever miss it. Those who seek find. To those who knock it is opened.

How could an idiotic universe have produced creatures whose mere dreams are so much stronger, better, subtler than itself?

Those of us who are blamed when old for reading childish books were blamed when children for reading books too old for us.

Good and evil increase at compound interest. That's why the little decisions we make every day are of infinite importance.

I could never have gone far in any science because on the path of every science the lion Mathematics lies in wait for you.

Did I hate him, then? Indeed, I believe so. A love like that can grow to be nine-tenths hatred and still call itself love.

There is nothing indulgent about the Moral Law. It is as hard as nails. If God is like the Moral Law, then He is not soft.

Though we cannot experience our life as an endless present, we are eternal in God's eyes; that is, in our deepest reality.

If we are any good we must always be working towards the moment at which our Pupils are fit to become our Critics & Rivals

Whenever a person dwells chiefly, or even frequently, on the faults of other people's religions, he is in a bad condition.

My decorating and renovation skills are nil - indeed, I once used a shower curtain from Pottery Barn as 'window dressing.'

Never trust anyone, Daniel, especially the people you admire. Those are the ones who will make you suffer the worst blows.

I perceive that you have a cruel heart, my child. It lies within your breast like a smoldering blade, hissing steam at me.

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