
I just wanted to see how it felt to shoot Grandma. —
Edmund Kemper

Have you tried the cinnamon things?" Poppet asks. "They're rather new. What are they called, Widge?"
"Fantastically delicious cinnamon things? —
Erin Morgenstern

The first link between my soul and Christ is not my goodness but my badness, not my merit but my misery, not my riches but my need. —
Charles Spurgeon

I would love to write something that people would still read 50 or 100 years from now. That comes with growing older, I think. —
Charles Kuralt

But in a very different culture. —
Beth Moore

Leaves and bark, leaves and bark,
To lean against and hear in the dark.
Petals I may have once pursued.
Leaves are all my darker mood. —
Robert Frost

You write about what you have access to, and I have been fortunate enough to have a front-row seat on the rich and powerful my entire life. —
Dominick Dunne