I opened my mouth, but the same words came to me again and again.I will not scream. I will not scream. I will not scream.

The ox feels the yoke, but does the bird feel the weight of its wings?

I have loved you all my life, Mal, " I whispered through my tears. "There is no end to our story.

Do you answer a question directly?""Hard to say. Ah, there, I've done it again

Mal snickered. "What's so funny?""I just pictured the Darkling being cornered by a sweaty duchess trying to have her way with him.

I may not have been completely honest about that.""You? Less than truthful? I'm shocked, Nikolai. Shocked and horrified.

He doesn’t need a donkey, ” says Ana Kuya. “He has a wife.

Of course I'm jealous. I thought I was going to get to punch him. That isn't the point.

David looked at me, then, the regret plain on his face. No matter what I said, we both knew the hard truth. We do our best. We try. And usually, it makes no difference at all

At that moment, the creature's back breached the waves, its body cutting through the water in a sinuous arch, rainbows sparking off the iridescent scales on its back. Rusalye.

I don't think-""Clearly. Why start now?

A politician thinks of the next election a statesman of the next generation.

Any measure that establishes legal charity on a permanent basis and gives it an administrative form thereby creates an idle and lazy class, living at the expense of the industrial and working class.

I prefer to imagine that my wife, a few friends, and occasionally my mom are the only ones who read what I do, though I realize that this is somewhat unrealistic.

I have an habitual feeling of my real life having past, and that I am leading a posthumous existence.

I make no apologies that the PAP is the Government and the Government is the PAP.

Friendship is like love at its best; not blind but sympathetically all-seeing; a support which does not wait for understanding; an act of faith which does not need, but always has, reason.

[The] whirlwind fife-and-drum of the storm bends the salt marsh grass, disturbs stars in the sky and the star on the steeple; it is a privilege to see so much confusion.

Write. Finish things. Get them published. Write something else while you're waiting for someone to publish the first thing.

Being excited about stuff on a daily basis, I'm so excited by it.

Opening for Louis C.K. during his "Hilarious" tour was a great experience for me. He is the generation just ahead of me, because he started so young.