Holey? You have the the whole world of ear-related humor before you, you go for holey?

No book is really worth reading at the age of ten which is not equally – and often far more – worth reading at the age of fifty and beyond.

Two possibilities exist: either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying

Our story has three parts: a beginning, a middle, and an end. And although this is the way all stories unfold, I still can't believe that ours didn't go on forever.

What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it...

For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We...

Life's under no obligation to give us what we expect.

So it's you and a syringe against the Capitol? See, this is why no one lets you make the plans

The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.

Turn your wounds into wisdom.

How many slams in an old screen door? Depends how loud you shut it. How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you cut it. How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live...

A painter should begin every canvas with a wash of black, because all things in nature are dark except where exposed by the light

Oh well... I'd just been thinking, if you had died, you'd have been welcome to share my toilet.

You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear

“There are no faster or firmer friendships than those formed between people who love the same books.”

“One of the Silent Brothers is here to see you. Hodge sent me to wake you up. Actually he offered to wake you himself, but since it's 5 a.m., I figured you'd be less cranky if...

“Cinderella? Snow White? What's that? An illness?”

“It's possible to go on, no matter how impossible it seems, and that in time, the grief . . . lessens. It may not go away completely, but after a while it's not so overwhelming.”

“The boy never cried again, and he never forgot what he'd learned: that to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.”

“And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.”