She harbored the childhood presumption that the truly scary things could only find her in the night.

Maybe [aliens] have been in our lives a lot longer than we want to admit. People have always seen strange things—elves and fairies—and now we don't. Now we see them, right?

If I can alter my perception of the reality, I can change the reality itself.

If you get enough people believing one thing, it's like reality bends itself to allow that to exist.

They were once fairies and elves. Now they are creatures from beyond the stars because you no longer believe in anything but humans.

The stars glittered through the atmosphere, and he thought of the distances that light must take to hit his eye at exactly that moment. Without him here, those photons would have been wasted.

Please do not say magic like you are discussing a bowel movement... Humanity expects the lights, so they are provided.

You have to surrender yourself to the experience.

Within you, within all human beings, is a seed of greatness that makes their kind quake with fear.

We're not mad, " he began, meaning he was. He was always a plural when mad, as though grammatically throwing his lot in with her mother gave him the power of her authority.

She resented a universe that forced her to fabricate cover stories for its more inexplicable vagaries.

Brave hearts fall on their knees only in prayer.

You can disagree, but it's a personal belittling attack which is beneath the dignity of the presidency.

A taste for books, which is still the pleasure and glory of my life.

I want to do whatever people allow me to do with great people and have a great time doing it.

you shall tie the marriage knot with the ropemaker's daughter and the cawing of the crows will be your wedding song.

I definitely am afraid of the dark. Somehow, in my mind I can always come up with some horrific stuff to worry about.

The hardest thing about being a communist is trying to predict the past.

Our opportunity now is to decide to change what we want, to seek what we actually came here to experience, rather than what we've been told by our culture that we are supposed to be experiencing.

If your hate could be turned into electricity, it would light up the whole world.

Wisely, and slow. They stumble that run fast.