Everywhere's been where it is ever since it was first put there. It's called geography.

Only in our dreams are we free. The rest of the time we need wages.

This book was written using 100% recycled words.

The calendar of the Theocracy of Muntab counts down, not up. No-one knows why, but it might not be a good idea to hang around and find out.

Things that try to look like things often do look more like things than things.

This is Art holding a Mirror up to Life. That’s why everything is exactly the wrong way around.

It is true that words have power, and one of the things they are able to do is get out of someone’s mouth before the speaker has the chance to stop them.

I reckon responsible behavior is something to get when you grow older. Like varicose veins.

Humans had built a world inside the world, which reflected it in pretty much the same way as a drop of water reflected the landscape. And yet ... and y

It is true that words have power, and one of the things they are able to do is get out of someone's mouth before the speaker has the chance to stop them.

You don't need none of that, " she said. "You need headology.

I play with the fire of my own truth, " she told me, "I will burn for the things I love.

The harder you work the luckier you get.

Start loving now, and you start Heaven now.

A warrior acts as if he knows what he is doing, when in effect he knows nothing.

My mom's the one I look up to for everything. I feel like I'm a lump of clay and she's moulding me into a woman.

It was the same night I gave myself to him completely, knowing that I would belong to him for as long as he wanted to keep me. And, as it turned out, even longer than that.

There are so many times in one's life, when one feels he has nothing more to offer. But no, my river has not run dry.

Time-awareness does indeed watermark my books and my life.

Power is not an institution, and not a structure; neither is it a certain strength we are endowed with; it is the name that one attributes to a complex strategical situation in a particular society.

Nigeria [in 1990] was all rumour, an unbelievable amount of rumour - largely about crime and almost mythical manifestations of evil.