He says one word, nodding into the daylight. "Look." It's an astounding word. It's a gift.

Most dystopian, classic and contemporary, paints a future world that puts a twist on present society - a future world that could plausibly happen.

Set fire to the broken pieces; start anew.

Dystopian, by definition, promises a darker story.

I think she's brave. I think that nobody has ever believed what she could be capable of. All her life, nobody was listening.

Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.

There's a hazy smile on her lips that won't go away, and her hair is a mess. It's like a brushfire filled with casualties.

‎I have always been fascinated by the ocean, to dip a limb beneath its surface and know that I'm touching eternity, that it goes on forever until it begins here again.

We writers are resilient souls.

Her mind is a bird that's trapped inside her skull, flapping and thrashing, never breaking free.

Childhood is a long, long road, from which that dark whispering forest of death seems an impossible destination.

Those who have no knowledge are often willing to occupy influential positions with the aim of acquiring every possible benefit.

New mysteries. New day. Fresh doughnuts.

True science teaches us to doubt and, in ignorance, to refrain.

I hate clothes that look saleable. I love when they look desirable.

This is the funny thing about me. People think John just comes up with all the ideas. I'm honored. People think I have a big old brain, but actually I am the sum of the people I work with.

In case you didn't notice me, I'm the less attractive friend to the right.

That's what the court needs-a happy king, a king who can't stop dreaming of being lost in someone who wants to be just as lost. Tell me you'll let me get lost in you.

I think great art should play a part in the ordinary man's life, don't you? It can make his existence so much richer and more meaningful.

A bird half wakened in the lunar noon Sang halfway through its little inborn tune.

Music should be able to invoke the natural emotions in all human beings. Music is not notes fixed on apiece of paper.