At least one thing was consistent about her life: It just kept on getting more complicated.

And the worst thing was, there were no mirrors out there in the wild, so the princess was left wondering whether she in fact was still beautiful... or if the fall had changed the story completely.

With everything so perfect, reality seemed somehow fragile, as if the slightest interruption could imperil her pretty future... all of it felt as tenuous as a soap bubble, shivering and empty.

Left alone, human beings are a plague. They multiply relentlessly, consuming every resource, destroying everything they touch.

...humanity is a disease, a cancer on the body of the world.

A milli-Helen is enough beauty to launch exactly one ship

What is it, then, that comprises our deepest selves and gives us worth?

More voices means less trust in any given voice.

You aren't allowed to feel special, but no one knows the specific ways you are in pain.

I have no wish to talk nonsense." "If you did, it would be in such a grave, quiet manner, I should mistake it for sense.

We all live with more mortality because we're all on drugs.

The humor for me is how far above your head the signature is - it's dislocated from the sign of the artist in such a distinct way that it could almost be a self-portrait of a sort.

I'm happy not knowing. Most of the time (except when I'm a neurotic mess about uncertainty) I feel glad that the horizon is a mystery.

When I got through, Duke Ellington stood up and started the applause.

But anyone who has been that young knows that the great grief of love is that your body feels the most when it knows the least.

Today's China is not in the least shut out from the rest of the world. Trends come to us from all over the world. And the Internet is really developed in China. We get news from all over the world.