Against ignorance, God Himself is helpless.

— R.J. Lawrence

As she gobbled up the miles, big ravines appeared before her, their starving mouths open for the swallow.

— R.J. Lawrence

At last, the clock settled in the right place.

— R.J. Lawrence

Claire's face looking pretty and serene, as if she were gifted with a madness that left her ignorant of worry.

— R.J. Lawrence

He celebrated his solitude with a frown.

— R.J. Lawrence

Her eyes flashed seven kinds of hell.

— R.J. Lawrence

Hopeful people are more easily controlled, but the volume must be managed. Too much hope leaves a person emboldened and resistant. Too little leaves them disabled and useless. But just the right amount of hope subjugates them. They cradle it like a dying ember, and they'll do anything to keep the wind from extinguishing it. They'll serve.

— R.J. Lawrence

It's bad luck not to believe in luck.

— R.J. Lawrence

Never apologize for correct actions.

— R.J. Lawrence

She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil.

— R.J. Lawrence