--Stephen King, The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon
Languages. Notice how they almost make sense, some of them.
--Vernor Vinge, A Deepness In The Sky
Here I am looking at my lovely ten-year-old daughter, Maggie, in her white dress, singing Protestant hymns with the choir at the Plymouth Church of the Brethren when I should be at Mass praying for the repose of the soul of my mother, Angela McCourt, mother of seven, believer, sinner, though when I contemplate her seventy-three years on this earth I can’t believe the Lord God Almighty on His throne would even dream of consigning her to the flames. A God like that wouldn’t deserve the time of day.
--Frank McCourt, 'Tis