My feelings towards Scott Card are pretty mixed. Politically, he and I are pretty far apart.

All secrets become deep. All secrets become dark. That's in the nature of secrets.

When in trouble or in doubt, run in circles, scream and shout.

Never underestimate the determination of a kid who is time-rich and cash-poor.

This is why I loved technology: if you used it right, it could give you power and privacy.

Write even when the world is chaotic. You don’t need a cigarette, silence, music, a comfortable chair, or inner peace to write. You just need ten minutes and a writing implement.

The fact is, almost everything you do is collaborative. Somewhere out there, someone else had a hand it it.

Universal access to human knowledge is in our grasp, for the first time in the history of the world. This is not a bad thing.

The big problem isn’t piracy, it’s obscurity.

We don’t care about what you did yesterday—we care about what you’re going to do tomorrow.

Conversation is king. Content is just something to talk about.

Aspirations are useless, because to aspire, is to reach. Dream, they say, but not too big. Laugh, they say, but not too loudly. Love, they say, but not too hard.

Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be lovely.

Relationship are like glasses, once it's broken it never be like before, as broken glass remain with the broken piece stains ever...

That's how it is with books, isn't it: They're not in a hurry. They'll wait for you till you're ready. People empty me. I have to go away to refill.

You can't wrestle forever. It's a very physically taxing job. There's no doubt about it. Physically, and more importantly, mentally.

In the United States there has been a kind of a structure in the Modern art world. The New York School was nearly a coherent thing-for a minute.

Bashar al-Assad and those who still stand by him are now responsible for the deaths of more than 20,000 in Syria.

Sometimes I get mad when I think that I only have maybe 40 or 50 more springs in New York. When I miss one, 'cause I'm on location for a film, I wanna go, 'That's it, that just cost me one of my 50!'

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride, and I'm wanted (want-ed...!) dead or alive.

A woman impudent and mannish grown Is not more loath'd than an effeminate man.