Fantasy is one of the soul's brighter porcelains.
The mind is an intricate mechanism that can be run on the fuels of both victory and defeatism.
Some things don’t mix. Some things don’t mix at all, but sometimes in life you have to take the risk.
Perfect doesn't just mean happy. Perfect can have lots of different parts. - Niles.
It's impossible to explain to a Yankee what `tacky' is. They simply have no word for it up north, but my God, do they ever need one.
Hurt is a great teacher, maybe the greatest of all.
The pursuit of greatness means that laziness has no place in your life.
Rape is a crime against sleep and memory; it's after image imprints itself like an irreversible negative from the camera obscure of dreams. Though their bodies would heal, their souls had sustained a...
I’ve never had anyone’s approval, so I’ve learned to live without it.
I lived with the terrible knowledge that one day I would be an old man still waiting for my real life to start. Already, I pitied that old man.
Few people understood the exceptional role the civil rights movement had on the white boys and girls of the South. Bill Clinton would never have become who he was without the shining example of Martin...
Evil would always come to me disguised in systems and dignified by law.
Every athlete learns by theft and mimicry.
I think I learned about the relationship between books and life from Margaret Mitchell.
You do not learn how to write novels in a writing program. You learn how by leading an interesting life. Open yourself up to all experience. Let life pour through you the way light pours through leave...
The words I love you could contain all the bloodthirsty despair of the abattoir, all the hopelessness of the most isolated, frozen gulag, all the lurid sadness of death row.
Love had always issued out of the places that hurt the most.
Know this. I think you could be special if you only thought there was anything special about yourself.
When men talk about the agony of being men, they can never quite get away from the recurrent theme of self-pity. And when women talk about being women, they can never quite get away from the recurrent...
The narrator analyzes that the maturing, passing away boy within him, had issued me a challenge as he passed the baton to the man in me: He had challenged me to have the courage to become a gentle, ha...