Death to all modifiers, he declared one day, and out of every letter that passed through his hands went every adverb and every adjective.

I want to keep my dreams, even bad ones, because without them, I might have nothing all night long.

where are the snowdens of yesteryear?

When I grow up I want to be a little boy.

Every writer I know has trouble writing.

The country was in peril; he was jeopardizing his traditional rights of freedom and independence by daring to exercise them.

[They] agreed that it was neither possible nor necessary to educate people who never questioned anything.

Peace on earth would mean the end of civilization as we know it.

You know, that might be the answer - to act boastfully about something we ought to be ashamed of. That's a trick that never seems to fail.

He was a self-made man who owed his lack of success to nobody.

But how can one be warm alone?

I find myself enjoying being alone a lot of the time, people come and people go and you have to find a way to be ok with both.

But every day I go to work I'm making a bet that the universe is simple, symmetric, and aesthetically pleasing—a universe that we humans, with our limited perspective, will someday understand.

O, treacherous Death! You can't be forgiven for vanquishing my creator to the dust...

Play to win because almost doesn't cut it.

I always thought that there was a really good chance that I wasn't going to get married.

The police never find it as funny as you do.-T-Shirt

Consistency can be a trap, especially if it leads to being consistently wrong rather than to stopping, admitting your mistake, and changing course.

I'm into all types of stuff. I might have on Pumas one day, Givenchy the next. I'd wear this John Elliott sweat suit to the club.

Bach almost persuades me to be a Christian.