We Stumble On, Thinks Jaslyn, Bring A

He Might Have Been Naive, But He Didn't Care; He Said He's Rather Die With His Heart On His Sleeve Than End Up Another Cynic.

I Think A Good Novel Can Be A Doorstop To Despair. I Also Think The Real Bravery Comes With Those Who Prepared To Go Through That Door And Look At The World In All Its Grime And Torment, And Still Find Something Of Value, No Matter How Small.

It Was A Silence That Heard Itself, Awful And Beautiful.

Sometimes, In Life, Nothing Happens. But, Sometimes, Nothing Happens Beautifully.

You Can Count The Dead, But You Can't Count The Cost. We've Got No Math For Heaven.