I've taken a philosophical position on e-mail. Although I think it's a wonderful communication technology, and it has a lot of good uses, it is abused quite a lot.

The world is moving faster and faster, but where are we going?I think one of the reasons why things are getting blurry is because there is not much meaning.

If a person holds no ambitions in this world, he suffers unknowingly. If a person holds ambitions, he suffers knowingly, but very slowly.

We live in a highly polarized society. We need to try to understand each other in respectful ways. To that end, I believe that we should make room for both spiritual atheists and thinking believers.

-But rational thoughts lead only to rational thoughts, whereas irrational thoughts lead to new experiences.

All writers have roots they draw from - travel, work, family. My roots are in science and it is fertile ground for fiction.

The urge to discover, to invent, to know the unknown, seems so deeply human that we cannot imagine our history without it.

Sadness is no more than a bit of acid transfixed in the cerebellum.

While people brood, time skips ahead without looking back.

Everyone shares the same fate.

The world is moving faster and faster, but where are we going?

Pseudo idealism: apparent charitable behaviour that on scrutiny is revealed as selfish, because the giver is engaging in it only so that he or she can feel good about him or herself

A thing of nature. For every Push, there is a Pull. A consequence.

Talent comes from God. If you have been given some, then value it, cultivate it, work and develop it.

My future will not copy my fair past, I wrote that once. And, thinking at my side my ministering life-angel justified the word by his appealing look upcast to the white throne of God.

If someone else made 'Up in the Air' or 'Thank You For Smoking' or 'Juno,' I would have wanted to rip their head off. I need that same sort of passion for every project I take on.

Planning to play: that's what saving for retirement is today - and it is antithetical to the nature of play, fully within the definition of work, and blissfully ignorant of the reality of death.

A little-known fact about me: I read all the time.

People buy things in isolation and don't think of how they work together.

I am not your God. Or if I am, I'm no God you can seek out for deliverance or explanation. I'm the kind of God who would eat you without compunction if I were hungry.

Witches aren’t like that. We live in harmony with the great cycles of Nature, and do no harm to anyone, and it’s wicked of them to say we don’t. We ought to fill their bones with hot lead.