"I used to look at homeless peopleand try to imagine what they had once looked like. It's not easy. Beneath the grime …"

"I've heard it said that jail stinks of despair. What a load. If jail stinks of any emotion, it's fear: fear of the gu…"

"I felt eyes upon me, and they pulled me away. I looked at the gathering of eager cops; some were merely curious, whil…"

"I thought of my own wife's tears and her limp submission the night before — the bleak satisfaction I took from …"

"I drifted for what felt like hours. Neither of us spoke; we knew better. Peace like this came rarely and was as fragi…"

"I thought of the brutal truths so often borne on predawn light. I'd had a few in my time, and they'd all led to this.…"

"I looked at the high walls where once-white paint had grayed and then peeled. Barbara had always said the house had g…"

"Would you end war? Create great Peace."

"To be a god First I must be a god-maker: We are what we create."

"Hearts starve as well as bodies: Give us Bread, but give us Roses."