“Before, I wanted to say: "I found love!" But now, I want to say: "I found a person. And he belongs to me and I belong to him.”

“You see," she concluded miserably, "when I can call like that to him across space--I belong to him. He doesn't love me--he never will--but I belong to him.”

“Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.”

“If Im perplexed by the fact that Im constantly lost, maybe somewhere in my head Ive determined that being lost serves a greater purpose than being found.”

“I seem to be torn between 'I wish we'd met earlier' and 'I wish we'd never met'.”

“But what if hope had a threshold? What if there was a limit to it? What if each of us was only given a certain amount and mine was used up?”

“Sibyl, what do you want?I want to live, the Sibyl said, and her voice rang rich and full. I want to keep on living forever and watching heroes and fools and knights go up and down, into the world a...”

“When God is driven to the periphery of the public square, the human spiritual capacity longs for exercise, and it often finds it in the suspension of disbelief and activity of the imagination that ...”

“When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.”