Mount and begone. The world awaits you.

Each day I live in a glass room unless I break it with the thrusting of my senses and pass through the splintered walls to the great landscape.

To live at all is miracle enough.

There are times when the air that floats between mortals becomes, in its stillness and silence, as cruel as the edge of a scythe.

There is a brotherhood among the kindly- Closer and defter and more integral- Than any of aisle or coven- For love rang out before the chapel bell

Yet not with all of me am I in love. Too much of my own quietness is with me.

Oh how I hate people!

For death is life. It is only living that is lifeless.

Life is too fleet for onomatopoeia.

Lingering is so very lonely when one lingers all alone.

[Peake's books] are actual additions to life; they give, like certain rare dreams, sensations we never had before, and enlarge our conception of the range of possible experience.

Seriously, how many times can a person break before the only things left are shattered fragments too small to piece back together?

Death is the only serious preoccupation in life.

Impossibility is more possible than everything which we hold to be possible.

When you go out of your comfort zone and it works there's nothing more satisfying.

Time seemed to suspend itself, or cease altogether. Place faded away. There was only her self, the centre that endured through all times, all events, from the world, from its pain. Timeless, eternal.

Every people, like every person, . . . has a right to be itself.

We can all be good when we have no temptation or provocation to the contrary.

It's good to bear in mind that like it or not, enlightenment has always been, even in a golden age, pretty much limited to an elite.

The right way to build a company is to experiment in lots of small ways, so that you have plenty of room to make mistakes and change strategies.

I think Little League is wonderful. It keeps the kids out of the house.