If it wasn’t possible to reinvent the past in such a way as to make it conform to the present’s cheerful view of the way things ought to have been, why bother living?

Just because the world often seemed to reward ugliness was no excuse to give up on beauty.

The world had edges but you couldn’t see them going, only when you were trying to come back.

You could try making sense out of the universe, but you were too small and the parts you needed to see were too large or even smaller.

...the beginning and the end of time. These are the same thing, as everybody knows who came into this universe via a wormhole.

A girl in a crown of stars was coming toward him, but before she could see who he was he slipped through his curtains of flesh.

The irony was not lost on any of us that despite the theme there was a robot on the throne.

It isn’t time that folds, it’s space.

In my lap I had my dear little pug, the smell of whose ears will always be sweeter to me than all the perfumes of Araby and the scent of heliotrope combined.

Everybody thinks it’s going to be different for them, Janice said. The dinosaurs thought so too.

If your desire is for good, the people will be good.

I love to read for my pleasure.

You can ache for where you come from, and it's homesickness. A relationship, and it's heartbreak. But is there a word for missing your friends like that?

Instead I’ve built a house made of lies that have come crashing down around me.

Actions speak louder than words, and it's no more true than with your kids.

You start losing a client the moment you get it.

Society has traditionally always tried to find scapegoats, well here I am.

The love of fame is the last weakness which even the wise resign.

As long as we're fit, we just have so much to give on the court.

A poem is a small machine made of words.