I’ve been thinking.” “A dangerous pursuit.” “Indeed.

Lying is easy. But it's lonely.""What do you mean?""When you lie to everyone about everything, what's left? What's true?""Nothing, " I say."Exactly.

The only way to truly record a person is not in words, not in still frames, but in bone and skin and memory.

Imagine a place where the dead rest on shelves like books.

Ignorance may be bliss, but only if it outweighs curiosity. Curiosity is a gateway drug to sympathy.

He manages a sad smile. “An omission is not the same thing as a lie, Miss Bishop. It’s a manipulation.

Like I said, Kenzie. Everything ends. I’m not afraid to die, ” you say with a wan smile. “I just hope I’m smart enough to stay dead.

Lying is easy. But it’s lonely.

It was thy kiss Love that made me immortal.

The essence of man is not what he is, but in what he is able to be.

At the bottom of at least popular Marxism there has always been a kind of disgust with humanity as it is and a perfect faith in humanity as it is to be.

I strive on pressure.

Which is the supplement? Fantasy or daily routine?

I live in an atmosphere of music.

Don't you think it's sometimes wise not to grow up.

A great part of this life consists in contemplating what we cannot cure.

Who is to say what is real and what is not?'Real' is a distinction of a naïve mind.

The writer who is a real writer is a rebel who never stops.