Memories can bring comfort to the old and infirm, but memories can also be implacable foes, a malicious army of temporal ghosts forever pillaging the long-sought-after peace of our twilight years.

Why did they come billions of miles just to stare at us? It's rude.

But hope is no less realistic than despair. It is still our choice whether to live in light or lie down in darkness.

Even the most sensitive person can get used to even the most insensitive thing. Cruelty isn’t a personality trait. Cruelty is a habit.

You know how sometimes you tell yourself that you have a choice, but really you don't have a choice? Just because there are alternatives doesn't mean they apply to you.

Sometimes in my tent, late at night, I think I can hear the stars scraping against the sky.

So often the monsters that crowd our minds are nothing more than the strange and thoroughly alien progeny of our own fearful fantasies.

You are the nest. You are the hatchling. You are the chrysalis. You are the progeny. You are the rot that falls from stars. You may not understand what I mean. You will.

You can only call someone crazy if there’s someone else who’s normal. Like good and evil. If everything was good, then nothing would be good.

It's almost dawn. You can feel it coming. The world holds its breath, because there's really no guarantee that the sun will rise. That there was a yesterday doesn't mean there will be a tomorrow.

It's hard to plan for what comes next when what comes next is not something you planned for.

Some' strong decisions stamp you as 'rude'. But in future, they will realize that you were right. But be cautious about the 'Some'.

Happiness is a journey, not a journey's end.

With every single fiber of her soul, she wanted to be With every single fiber of her soul, she wanted to be

Developing your voice takes... time and practice.

No architecture is so haughty as that which is simple.

I don't find Hollywood interesting, so I'm thinking of studying architecture instead.

I know it is unpopular. I know the timing is unpopular. I know the whole thing is unpopular. But I believe it is the right thing.

I think because of all of the difficulties in Europe with terrorism and stuff, a lot of people ended up going to Portugal. They felt, I think, safer in Portugal.

The greater the novel, the more it is apt to embody the special, non-replicable properties of the written medium.

Not as intolerable as being dead, in my opinion, but I'm very fond of me. I would miss me a lot.