In the real world as in dreams nothing is quite what it seems. -The Book of Counted Sorrows

The functions of intellect are insufficient without courage, love, friendship, compassion and empathy.

The whisper of the dusk is night shedding its husk.

Where there is cake, there is hope. And there is always cake.

Petting, scratching, and cuddling a dog could be as soothing to the mind and heart as deep meditation and almost as good for the soul as prayer.

Nothing is worse than being alone on the evening of the day when one's cow has exploded.

Only once in a generation does anything as fresh as a vomiting detective come along.

The hands of every clock are shears, trimming us away scrap by scrap, and every time piece with a digital readout blinks us towards implosion.

Most people tend to think the best of those who are blessed with beauty; we have difficulty imagining that physical perfection can conceal twisted emotions or a damaged mind.

Any drunk who has tried to put his car where a lamppost stands is a self-educated physicist.

Given my heritage and the ordeal of my childhood, I sometimes wonder why I myself am not insane. Maybe I am.

From the cradle to the grave, joy and pain is the fertilizer for wisdom.

Our daily thoughts manifest into the life we live and what occurs around us.

they comedifferent and the samewith each it is different and the samewith each the absence of love is differentwith each the absence of love is the same

Two's a company three's a crowd.

There is no pleasure without a tincture of bitterness.

I don't ever have time for friends or anything like that.

Human minds yield helplessly to the suction of story. No matter how hard we concentrate, no matter how deep we dig in our heels, we just can't resist the gravity of alternate worlds.

An author's life is different, complex, and ongoing, while a character's remains frozen in one little story.

Think of a dinner party as a club of revolutionaries, a technocratic elite whose social interactions that night are a dry run for some future takeover of the state.

I consider what I write to be literature. I choose the words carefully.