Life is just a journey.
The Pulitzer Prize is an idea; it's a vote of confidence. Like literature, it exists purely in the mind.
Biology gives you a brain. Life turns it into a mind.
You never get over it, but you get to where it doesn't bother you so much.
I'm hopefully making the reader feel a lot about the characters and then about their own life.
There comes a moment, when you get lost in the woods, when the woods begin to feel like home.
It was one of those humid days when the atmosphere gets confused. Sitting on the porch, you could feel it: the air wishing it was water.
Any international system must have two key elements for it to work. One, it has to have a certain equilibrium of power that makes overthrowing the system difficult and costly. Secondly, it has to have a sense of legitimacy.
The first step is the hardest – making a commitment to yourself, for yourself.
The spirits of the air live on the smells Of fruit; and joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.
He who never looks up to a living God, to a heavenly presence, loses the power of perceiving that presence, and the universe slowly turns into a dead machine, clashing and grinding on, without purpose or end. If the light within us be darkness, how great is that darkness!