Ignatius B. Samson, welcome to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books.

Every book has a soul, the soul of the person who wrote it and the soul of those who read it and dream about it.

I don't suppose you have many friends. Neither do I. I don't trust people who say they have a lot of friends. It's a sure sign that they don't really know anyone.

Over time, loneliness gets inside you and doesn't go away.

Don't be afraid of being scared. To be afraid is a sign of common sense. Only complete idiots are not afraid of anything.

We spend a good part of our lives dreaming, especially when we're awake.

We all give up great expectations along the way.

I can't die yet, doctor. Not yet. I have things to do. Afterwords I'll have a whole lifetime in which to die.

I've always said that idleness dulls the spirit. We have to keep the brain busy, or at least the hands if we don't have a brain.

It is impossible to survive in a prolonged state of reality.

Silence makes idiots seem wise even for a minute.

Only wise men look for new wisdom.

The ties that bind us to life are tougher than you imagine, or than any one can who has not felt how roughly they may be pulled without breaking.

Emotional intelligence will give you insight as to why people behave as they do and assist you in areas which you may wish to improve.

Desserts are like mistresses. They are bad for you. So if you are having one, you might as well have two.

No new sect ever had humor; no disciples either, even the disciples of Christ.

A man has only one way of being immortal on earth: he has to forget he is a mortal.

If somebody ever wished to be me for a day, they'd be the most pissed-off person once they got here. They would be, like, in hell.

The usual pretext of those who make others unhappy is that they do it for their own good.

If a man could mount to Heaven and survey the mighty universe, his admiration of its beauties would be much diminished unless he had someone to share in his pleasure.

Be realistic: always wish the impossible.