Homework, I have discovered, involves a sharp pencil and thick books and long sighs.

I like colorful tales with black beginnings and stormy middles and cloudless blue-sky endings. But any story will do.

When I'm drawing a picture, I feel...quiet inside.

Death's gruesome face taunts: soulless eyes, crimson grimace. I really hate clowns.

Growing up gorilla is just like any other kind of growing up. You make mistakes. You play. You learn. You do it all over again.

I think that in many ways, just as forgiveness is impossible without love, sometimes love requires forgiveness for it to work, too.

Her eyes hold the pale moon in them, the way a still pond holds stars.

Pain is life. Life is pain.

Old age is a powerful disguise.

Mosquitoes are the greatest mass murderers on planet Earth.

Humans waste words. They toss them like banana peels and leave them to rot. Everyone knows the peels are the best part.

But they get some comfort out of the made up stories. And if that helps them get along maybe I should not poke fun.

Look what [Chinese] are doing, they're building a massive fortress against everything. A massive fortress in the South China Sea. And yet they're ripping us off.

As you lecture, you keep watching the faces, and information keeps coming back to you all the time.

Our heart knows what our mind has forgotten - it knows the sacred that is within all that exists, and through a depth of feeling we can once again experience this connection, this belonging.

I never understood music. It seemed to me to be the maximum amount of noise conveying the minimum amount of information.

We will work to bring an element of stability to the price of oil.

Immanuel isn't a pun; he Kant be!

There's a darkness that everyone must face, it wants to take what's good and fair and lay it all to waste. And that darkness covers everything in sight, until it meets a single point of light.

Brewing a good cuppa is something not everyone can do, and I loathe bad tea.

As for me, I have just enough confidence about the multiverse to bet the lives of both Andrei Linde and Martin Rees’s dog.