I was irritated by the way he conflated his own shifting needs with an impersonal destiny. I want it, therefore...it's in the stars!

Everyone knew as much as they needed to know to be happy.

Writers owed their readers a duty of care, of mercy.

In difficult moments it’s sometimes a good idea to ask yourself what it is you most want to be doing and consider how it can be achieved. If it can’t, move on to the second best thing.

The constrained lives of his characters made me wonder how my own existence might appear in his hands.

Sometimes I think heaven must be one continuous unexhausted reading.

The worldly vision is filled with infinite infatuations and attachments and no one can escape from it

Well, why not just snap my damn olive branch and beat me with it? I was only trying to help.

You should not have to burn your hand every day to feel the mystery of fire.

What are you waiting for, you little mortal! You have no time! Get up and get out and do something to protect your miraculous existence!

Does Being Happy simply Create More Time, in the way that Being Sad, as we all know, slows time and thickens it, like cornstarch in a sauce?).

When you enter a new experience, all that requires healing rushes to the surface . . . You have to pause.

I like my hair long because I have really big ears.

One thing Mom taught me, "You're going to be dead a long time, so do it now!"

What is this demilitarized zone? Whatever it is, I like it! Gets you on your toes better than a strong cup of cappuccino.