The myth about the angel who rebelled against his Lord is the most beautiful of all myths, the proudest, the most revolutionary, the most immortal of them all.

We comes from God, I from the Devil.

The lilac branches are bowed under the weight of the flowers: blooming is hard, and the most important thing is - to bloom. (“A Story About The Most Important Thing”)

The nights were long, like the braids of a pretty girl, and the days were short, like a girl's sense. ("The North")

Heretics are the only bitter remedy against the entropy of human thought.

True literature can exist only where it is created, not by diligent and trustworthy functionaries, but by madmen, hermits, heretics, dreamers, rebels, and skeptics.

A man is like a novel: until the very last page you don't know how it will end. Otherwise it wouldn't be worth reading.

Those two, in paradise, were given a choice: happiness without freedom, or freedom without happiness. There was no third alternative.

Literature is painting, architecture, and music.

There is no final one; revolutions are infinite.

We need writers who fear nothing. ("Our Goal")

It's lovely. I hate it.

A fit encomium for marital bliss, " Beaumont said, putting down his knife and fork. "Dancing to a tune one neither likes nor understands, with a partner who thinks you a cadaver.

To eat Ugali is an art of adventure in itself. Forget cutlery because all you need is your lovely fingers.

He just waited until I stopped talking and said, 'Jesus, kid, you're almost a detective. All you need now is a gun, a gut, and three ex-wives. So what's your theory?

We're leaving this Hell of a mess before long and we're going to go to our Country and our City to be with our King!

When in company, put not your hands to any part of the body, not usually discovered.

Saving a letter from an old friend doesn't exist anymore. Everything is texted or emailed.

Hockey has given me everything, most importantly it brought me to Swift Current, where I met my wife Deb.

Should we continue to run our economic affairs or be managed by people in Brussels?

That Hugh Laurie show is nothing but Scrubs fan fiction.