It never ceased to amaze me how she just had the facts always, in her head. It occured to me that if, or when, she died, a whole load of facts, a body of knowledge, might disappear without a trace.

The sharp, superficial pain at being spoken to unkindly had obscured the deeper pain, which had not yet turned into something hard and heavy.

Mizuko loved reading the dictionary. She liked it when there were multiple meanings for words and when opposite meanings could be contained.

Waking in the morning, I had to remember grief all over again. It was sunny, a white winter sun, and that made me sad.

Well, then, what's the plan now? You can't stay here forever.'My plan was indeed to stay there forever.

My ability to make up lies on the spot chills me as much as it saves me.

I felt the nauseous shiver in my stomach—everything from rage to empathy to morning sickness—that I had grown used to and now thought of as being love.

The messages must be stuck somewhere in the tube of light underneath the ocean that connects London and New York.

Email is the scourge of our age, ' said Silvia. 'Email and cancer.

I was on the sidewalk, buffering, wondering if it was okay to follow people in real life.

No order, no pattern, just chaos. Lots of little universes separated by invisible screens . . .

There are no laws set in stones, follow your basic instincts, they contain the laws that guide you existence.

The point of power is always in the present moment.

Freedom is the by-product of economic surplus.

The proper condition of the human is not bovine placidity... the highest degree of tension that can be creatively borne.

No, no; women, old or young, should never have to think about money.

WKRP [showed] something happening between people-there was something underneath about people trying to help each other out.

the theater is the only money-making business I know in which haste apparently rules from first to last.

I was wasting my time, praying for love. For a love that never comes, from someone who does not exist.

Conscience is but a word that cowards use, devised at first to keep the strong in awe

Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarrelling.