I do believe very much in the idea of unexpected or "convulsive" beauty - beauty in the service of liberty.

I always try to be alert to the potential for repetition, for a decaying orbit with regard to my use of technique, etc.

Some questions will ruin you if you are denied the answer long enough.

When you think about the complexity of our natural world - plants using quantum mechanics for photosynthesis, for example - a smartphone begins to look like a pretty dumb object.

The map had been the first form of misdirection, for what is a map but a way of emphasizing some things and making other things invisible?

Nothing that lived and breathed was truly objective—even in a vacuum, even if all that possessed the brain was a self-immolating desire for the truth.

There's also a lot of gritty Americana type of bands. I actually have a lot of Britpop on my iPod, too.

I also am not particularly risk-averse - I don't mind jumping off a cliff if I trust the people who've told me they'll catch me at the bottom.

Imbuing fiction with a life that extends beyond the last word is in some ways the goal: the ending that goes beyond the ending in the reader's mind, so invested are they in the story.

So many differing opinions and philosophies... are rarely housed under the roof of a single magazine.

Literary influences are harder for me to point to, because mostly it's a mulch of all of my past reading.

If you want to change the world, just change yourself. The world needs traitors.

Exceed expectations" is such a lispy term. I hope that it never infiltrates the bedroom or sport.

In fact, as far as one can tell, Obama seems to have killed more civilians during his first year than Bush did in his first year, and maybe even than Bush killed in his final year.

Art must make you laugh a little and make you a little afraid. Anything as long as it doesn't bore.

I may have my faults, but being wrong ain't one of them.

If time were like a passage of music, you could keep going back to it until you got it right.

God who preceded all existence is a refuge.

That indolent but agreeable condition of doing nothing.

I am not interested in what today's mathematicians find interesting.

There's a chance that the old Peeta, the one who loves you, is still inside. Trying to get back to you. Don't give up on him.