May I tell you a wonderful truth about your dog? ... You have been given stewardship of what you in your faith might call a holy soul.

When Victoria told me how intensely she hated me, I kept the Beretta aimed at her face, but heard myself say, 'I don't hate you.'She called me an effing liar and said, 'Hate makes the world go around. Envy, lust and hate.'I stopped hating anyone the day when I realized hating can't restore to me anything that's lost.

What has been is no more. Change has come.

Her eyes were clear; she hadn't been crying. She was a cop's wife first, a woman second; she wouldn't give in to tears as long as Wyatt was fighting for his life because she was fighting with him in spirit.

There's no use wasting are energy being afraid of the devils, demons and things that go bump in the night... Because ultimately we'll never encounter anything more terrifying than the monster among us. Hell is where we make it.

Sleep is a kind of peace, and I have not yet earned peace.