To think that she had read the same elegiac prose he now beheld with such quiet awe made his heart sing.

Take it from an old cadaver. Let go of the past.

Some necrophobes earn their own fates.

He pinched the remaining chapters’ pages delicately between his fingers and sighed. He always hated reaching the end of a good book.

As any avid reader knew, a good read deserved a good seat.

Can’t call ‘em zombies anymore, ” sighed Manny. He seemed almost wistful. “Now we gotta be all politically correct. It’s like the Cold Wars never happened.

Even in death she was more beautiful to him than she ever was alive.

The sooner the rebirth, the prettier the corpse.

Failure is not an option. It just happens all the time. Like, all the time.

Smart is knowing if you're dumb. Knowing when to shut up and to listen to people that are smarter than you.

It doesn't matter if you call it a boom or a bubble. The startup business moves in cycles, and what goes up will eventually come down.

The real is what resists symbolization absolutely.

It's a simple question of supply and demand. But all of us are grossly overpaid. I think it's a ridiculous dispute.

Ive been making products for so long, I have a gut feel for what is right - what will work and what wont. I can tell instantly if its a hero or a zero.

The aid we can give each other is only incidental, lateral, and sympathetic.

Of late I appear To have reached that stage When people who look old Who are only my age.

Is it not excessively ridiculous to seek the good opinion of those whom you would never wish to be like?