For what use are books to anyone whose days are like a rook's nest with every twig a duty.

Each day I live in a glass room unless I break it with the thrusting of my senses and pass through the splintered walls to the great landscape.

To live at all is miracle enough.

There are times when the air that floats between mortals becomes, in its stillness and silence, as cruel as the edge of a scythe.

There is a brotherhood among the kindly- Closer and defter and more integral- Than any of aisle or coven- For love rang out before the chapel bell

Yet not with all of me am I in love. Too much of my own quietness is with me.

Oh how I hate people!

For death is life. It is only living that is lifeless.

Life is too fleet for onomatopoeia.

Lingering is so very lonely when one lingers all alone.

[Peake's books] are actual additions to life; they give, like certain rare dreams, sensations we never had before, and enlarge our conception of the range of possible experience.

You don’t need to see yourself through the delusional eyes of the society. It’s the society that needs to see you, through your eyes.

Leaders find a need and quickly respond to the need.

No one is useless in this world, I might not do the greats you do, endure greatly as you do but at some point we have something in common, we both NEED one another.

I walked across a bridge that doesn't exist. And after that, being scared just didn't seem so important anymore.

I throw ideas out into the open when I really should just be writing them down in a journal.

And Noah he often said to his wife when he sat down to dine, "I don't care where the water goes if it doesn't get into the wine."

The secret of good cooking is, first, having a love of it.

Some of our children are our justifications and some are but our regrets

To kill a man between panels is to condemn him to a thousand deaths.

Divide by cucumber error. Please reinstall universe and reboot.