He considered himself to be a thoroughly useless man, taking up space in a world to which he contributed nothing - but he did have a talent for baking: The gas oven might blow up in his face, at last bringing him peace, but if it didn't, he would at least have cookies for Agnes.

Human beings can always be relied upon to assert, with vigor, their God-given right to be stupid.

When we don't allow ourselves to hope, we don't allow ourselves to have purpose. Without purpose, without meaning, life is dark. We've no light within, and we'…

In this uncertain space between birth and death, especially here at the end of the world in Moonlight Bay, we need hope as surely as we need food and water, lo…

You know, I think everybody longs to be loved, and longs to know that he or she is lovable. And, consequently, the greatest thing that we can do is to help som…

But to go deeper, beneath what people said (and these judgements, how superficial, how fragmentary they are!) in her own mind now, what did it mean to her, thi…

I don't wish to be everything to everyone, but I would like to be something to someone.