The rules of Panic are simple. Anyone can enter. But only one person will win.

But maybe you carried your demons with you everywhere, the way you carried your shadow.

But all you see is the crap. So you don't have to believe in anything. So you'll have an excuse to fail.

I'm scared all the time, " she whispered. "You'd be an idiot if you weren't, " Anne said. "And you wouldn't be brave either.

The writer must be universal in sympathy and an outcast by nature: only then can he see clearly.

Sometimes, failure uppercuts those who look down on other people.

You read something and you just feel this makes sense. And sometimes before you even read it you have a feeling that yeah, I'm probably gonna do this one.

I swear, I wanna be your underwear.

Thing is, I wasn't in the library, didn't study too much, didn't get the best grades, but honestly, I didn't party a lot either. I stayed in a lot.

The study of law left me unsatisfied, because I did not know the aspects of life which it serves. I perceived only the intricate mental juggling with fictions that did not interest me.

No words suffice the secret soul to show, For truth denies all eloquence to woe.

An interpretation exists because of what we find between the notes.

Science fiction really is the only genre that lets you use your imagination without limitations.

To me, these kind of everyday miseries act as a fatal disqualifier. My sunniest beliefs are basically contingent on the fact that my child is not dying of cancer right now.