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.

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

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.

We do things because we want it, not because they’re good for us.

Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved we love to love.

The pursuit of truth does not permit violence on one's opponent.

Brighter than fireflies upon the Uji River are your words in the dark, Beloved.

Life is an obstacle and forest, when you have accomplished it all, you get a reward. The reward is Heaven.

When you love someone, them being hurt is worse than any pain that you could suffer.

I love sequencing and programming, and I'm drawn to drum 'n' bass music. I love James Murphy's productions - and hey, he wears my socks!

Since we had nothing to do with our arrival and usually are not consulted about our departure, what makes so many of us think we're entitled to so much while we're here?

It had never occurred to me before that music and thinking are so much alike. In fact you could say music is another way of thinking, or maybe thinking is another kind of music.

Just as our taste in lovers is far more revealing than our choice of friends, the object of an artist's obsession can open up doors to their soul that might otherwise remain shut tight.