It's similar to going through a death. I'm just saddened. September will never be the same in this town.

I don't think you should die until you're ready. Until you've wrung out every last bit of living you can.

I've never been in love. I will die without knowing what it feels like to need to see one person's face when you go to sleep at night, to crave seeing it when you wake up. I wish I knew.

We're approximating that it will be complete in June 2008.

Who but the mad would choose to keep on living? In the end, aren't we all just a little crazy?

Now we can get down to business and get some changes in this lousy Texas penal system. My son will not die in vain.