Quotes from Andrew Klavan

There are so many doors to walk through in life, you can't be afraid of all of them, even if you know one of them might be your last.

And the air--I don't know how to describe it exactly--it had that strange cool spring feeling in it, that feeling as if you remember something wonderful but you're not quite sure what it is.

I knew it wasn't about things being fair. It wasn't about them being easy or safe. It was about who I was, who I wanted to be, what I wanted my life to be about, what I wanted to stand for, live for, even die for if I had to. It was about what I wanted to make out of this soul God gave me.

I could head east from Fifth Avenue and reliably reach Madison, turn south from 53rd and get to 52nd every single time. The scientist—or the Buddhist—might declare such perceptions were illusions, but not one of them would head uptown to get to the Bowery. They knew what they knew. They saw what they saw. So

For instance, I love the movie Casablanca. Who doesn't? No matter how many egghead critics declare Citizen Kane to be the greatest American movie, we all know it's Casablanca in fact.

You cannot know the truth about the world until you know God loves you, because that is the truth about the world. In

There was an old pile of clothes in front of him that turned out to be a man drinking beer.

The world I hadn't grown up in was spinning away.

Every evil weaves itself into the fabric of history, never to be undone. Yet at the same time—at the very same time—each of us gets a new soul with which to start the world again. It

There is something that lessens the horror of a crime when one sees the criminal—who has been depicted as a monster—is just like any other man.

the very fact that the mind can be deceived implies that it can be not deceived, that it can know things rightly—deep things—beauty, truth—just as they are.

Even the lowest form of humor—maybe especially the lowest, the most basic form—suggests that we were intended to be something higher than ourselves.

those strains that can imagine women's "empowerment" only in traditionally male terms of physical strength, career success, and work in scientific professions centered on things rather than the professions centered on people that women all over the world prefer. The antifeminine cohort recoil at such Mary-Shelleyan qualities as "submission, love, tenderness, self-sacrifice, devotement, sympathy.

And while he was speaking, did we not feel our hearts burning within us?

Don't worry about anything. Pray about everything. . . Put your hands together and point your soul toward the light of God.

They'd put the anesthesia mask on him, and the next instant he was in the recovery room. It was a blackout so complete, it made him doubt the immortality of the soul.

I bet if you ask them, you'd find out they have moms too. Nicki and Jim. Meredith. They maybe all have moms." "Maybe even you," I said. "Well let's not jump to conclusions," Palmer drawled.

I guess you don't always have to be a nice guy to be a good man.

She was a woman who had clearly had practice in keeping her thoughts to herself.

She was—I'm not sure how to best describe it—a receiving presence, not a giving one. You talked to her . She listened. Pretty soon, you found you had told her everything about yourself—and you felt better for it too. She had a wonderful soothing way about her. But she hadn't told you anything, nothing at all.

Just dismissing them gave me a kind of power over them. That was the whole method of the con, even when I was conning myself. These

Sorrow is the price of love in a world where nothing lasts. Isn't it?" He smiled back at her fondly. "Yes. Yes, I suppose it is." "Without love and sorrow we're just objects in space," said Molly. Winter was surprised by a surge of emotion. He pressed his lips together.

It seems possible to me that a spiritually whole woman might regard this system as an endless nightmare of abuse, a cancellation of her feminine humanity in service to the libertine pleasures of soul-dead men. Perhaps such women will one day reject the system outright. Perhaps they will begin to turn technology to their own purposes and use it to reestablish the sort of home industries that will allow them to live a modern life more like the life of Proverbs 31.

We all want the same thing, I guess. Killers or no, good or bad. We all want to be free. We all want to go home.