When I'm Working On A Novel, I

Some Lives, Conducted With Grace, Are Beautiful Arcs Bridging This World To Eternity.

Evil Was Coming. I Wondered Whose Face It Would Be Wearing.

Recognizing The Structure Of Your Psychology Doesn't Mean That You Can Easily Rebuild It.

I Am No Theologian. I Would Not Be Surprised, However, If Heaven Proved To Be A Cozy Kitchen, Where Delicious Treats Appeared In The Oven And In The Refrigerator Whenever You Wanted Them, And Where The Cupboards Were Full Of Good Books.

A Plot Without Action Is Like Pasta Without Garlic, Like Dolly Parton Without Cleavage, And Like A Writer Without His Similes.