Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

Death is always around the corner but often our society gives it inordinate help.

The timing of death like the ending of a story gives a changed meaning to what preceded it.

One of the accidental joys of my writing life has been that I've had some lovely surprisingly good fortune with readers and I've brought readers to my dad's work. I can't tell you the joy that gives me. Because my father's work was masterful.

A lot of young filmmakers bring their movies to my dad because he always gives lots of good editing ideas and notes. He'd be a good film professor.

And you know my dad would show me some things sometimes but the best things that I got to do were to actually see really good players play up close. That gives you an idea of fingering and technique and what not.

My dad is still Christian Scientist. My mom's not and I'm not. But I believe in God and that there's a higher power and an intelligence that's bigger than us and that we can rely on. It's not just us thinking we are the ones in control of everything. That idea gives me support.

Now that I've got some films under my belt I have the courage of my convictions regarding acting. It gives me a leg to stand on.

Love makes a subtle man out of a crude one it gives eloquence to the mute it gives courage the cowardly and makes the idle quick and sharp.

Nothing gives a fearful man more courage than another's fear.