The Customer isn't always right. Sometimes the customer is an a**hole. That's the first rule of retail.

You have to salvage what you can, even if you're the one who buried it in the first place.

Everyone knows that wizards are pigheaded and come to bad ends.

Remember, when you don’t know what to do, it never hurts to play Scrabble. It’s like reading the I Ching or tea leaves.

A monster. You and your friends, all of you. Pretty monsters. It's a stage all girls go through. If you're lucky you get through it without doing any permanent damage to yourself or anyone else.

Look. All books are weird when you think about it.... It goes without saying that real life is also weird.

Whether or not this story has a happy ending depends, of course, on who is reading it. Whether you are a wolf or a girl.

Most of My Friends are two-thirds water

I don't think I'm cut out for a job where you have to look professionally tidy. I prefer working in my pajamas and taking showers after lunch.

Life is a series of sudden disappearances, leave-takings without the proper goodbyes.

The beloved may be treacherous, greasy-headed and given to evil habits, or else it can be a man in his late forties who works too much, or it can be an alarm clock.

there is a difference betweenloneliness and solitude, one will empty you andone will fill you.you have the power to choose.

Literature is humanity's broad-minded alter-ego, with room in its heart for monsters, even for you. It's humanity without the judgement.

Suffering is nothing. It's all a matter of preventing those you love from suffering.

There are two kinds of people in this world. The kind who divide the world into two kinds of people and those who don't.

Africa is less a wilderness than a repository of primary and fundamental values, and less a barbaric land than an unfamiliar voice

Sometimes I wish that there were a way to let people know that just because I live in a world without rules, and in a life that is lawless, doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt so bad the morning after.

My parents are highly evolved worriers. ... If worrying were an Olympic sport, my parents' faces would have graced the Wheaties box a long time ago.

And there's that one particular harbor Sheltered from the wind Where the children play on the shore each day And all are safe within...

If you want to know what a given society believes in, look at what its largest buildings are devoted to.

The odds are six to five that the light in the end of the tunnel is the headlight of an oncoming train.