Language is to the mind more than light is to the eye.

Time moves in one direction, memory in another.

And, for an instant, she stared directly into those soft blue eyes and knew, with an instinctive mammalian certainty, that the exceedingly rich were no longer even remotely human.

Generation X is dead. It has come to mean anyone aged 13 to 55 years old.

I took Punk to be the detonation of some slow-fused projectile buried deep in society's flank a decade earlier, and I took it to be, somehow, a sign.

The future has already arrived. It's just not evenly distributed yet.

I think that technologies are morally neutral until we apply them. It's only when we use them for good or for evil that they become good or evil.

When you want to know how things really work, study them when they're coming apart.

People who feel safer with a gun than with guaranteed medical insurance don't yet have a fully adult concept of scary.

We are that strange species that constructs artifacts intended to counter the natural flow of forgetting.

The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead station.

Your belief is the operating system on which your life runs.

Many past mistakes paves the road to future discoveries.

I just wanted silence, not rage, not anger, not going trouble... One simple thing silence!

I love 'E.R.' and I'm not ashamed to admit it. It makes me know I did not waste my life after all by not becoming a medical doctor.

Don't follow leaders.

When I train, I erase all the limits and expectations of what I can do. I am powerful and anything is possible.

There is no fate... no predestination... no luck. Don't use that as an excuse to not live the life you want. Work for it. You make your future - no one else.

I've worked as someone's deputy, and now it's time for me to run something. It's time for me to run my own shop.

My daughter and I are so close. She just turned six. I can describe anything she's doing, the least little thing, and I get all excited about it. It's like medicine.

Like thoughts whose very sweetness yielded proof that they were born for immortality.