Kids Are Perfect People Till Grownups Get

You Don't Have To Be In The Habit Of Going To Church To Listen To Such A Literary Minister; You Don't Have To Be A Believer To Be Moved By Mr. Buechner's Faith.

A Writer's Job Is To Imagine Everything So Personally That The Fiction Is As Vivid As Memories.

If You Are Lucky Enough To Find A Way Of Life You Love, You Have To Find The Courage To Live It.

When Someone You Love Dies, And You're Not Expecting It, You Don't Lose Her All At Once; You Lose Her In Pieces Over A Long Time—the Way The Mail Stops Coming, And Her Scent Fades From The Pillows And Even From The Clothes In Her Closet And Drawers. Gradually, You Accumulate The Parts Of Her That Are Gone. Just When The Day Comes—when There's A Particular Missing Part That Overwhelms You With The Feeling That She's Gone, Forever—there Comes Another Day, And Another Specifically Missing Part.

If We Live Long Enough, We Become Caricatures Of Ourselves.