If you get enough people believing one thing, it's like reality bends itself to allow that to exist.

Maybe [aliens] have been in our lives a lot longer than we want to admit. People have always seen strange things—elves and fairies—and now we don't. Now we see them, right?

If I can alter my perception of the reality, I can change the reality itself.

They were once fairies and elves. Now they are creatures from beyond the stars because you no longer believe in anything but humans.

The stars glittered through the atmosphere, and he thought of the distances that light must take to hit his eye at exactly that moment. Without him here, those photons would have been wasted.

Please do not say magic like you are discussing a bowel movement... Humanity expects the lights, so they are provided.

You have to surrender yourself to the experience.

Within you, within all human beings, is a seed of greatness that makes their kind quake with fear.

We're not mad, " he began, meaning he was. He was always a plural when mad, as though grammatically throwing his lot in with her mother gave him the power of her authority.

She resented a universe that forced her to fabricate cover stories for its more inexplicable vagaries.

She harbored the childhood presumption that the truly scary things could only find her in the night.

I was still too much of a fledgling with people to understand that, in the long run, nobody is a picnic and that I was no picnic myself.

There's always someone who cares. Someone whose life would simply stop. You just don't know it yet, or you haven't found them yet.

Privilege" is something else."Privilege" is a judgment."Privilege" is an opinion."Privilege" is an accusation.

What lies behind you and what lies in front of you, pales in comparison to what lies inside of you.

I had a confusing relationship with my Barbies, but I love trolls. I tortured my Barbies.

I always have been a guy that's always smiling, always laughing. And really, my family, man. Just them right there, when I see my little girls, I mean, that's just an automatic smile right there.

Broke people giving financial advice is like a shop teacher with missing fingers.

We have to see that all of us are in the same boat.

True art is the intermediary between man's ordinary nature and his higher potentialities.

But many of the bravest never are known, and get no praise. That does not lessen their beauty.