Think of it. Going to sleep and waking up later in a science fiction future. It'll be fantastic. The shock and the wonder of it.

It is like reading two books, one with each eye, and understanding them both.

Be the time he finds his way out of the chamber and the planetarium, he has become me.

I have already lost the knowledge of the word whose sound has the shape of a soul. But perhaps it's not too late. Come with me. Hurry now. We still have a chance to be young.

Storytelling--that's not the future. The future, I'm afraid, is flashes and impulses. It's mode up of moments and fragments, and stories won't survive.

And just as he said of me, the thing that his heart desired was not the thing that he professed to want.

In the moment when he died at my hand he had his own heart's desire—not the actual future, but a hope for the best possible future, one that he could not himself imagine.

As an act of goodwill you must sacrifice all the futures you might have for the one that he designs for you.

I truly do not know, and that unnameable feeling that comes with not knowing: it must be worse than grief. It must.

Love, no matter how high or low its form, must be requited, or the lover suffers.

That friend of hers has got to go, though. You're lucky you got stuck with that Dexter guy instead of

Had the love been permanent, there won’t have been divorces after love marriages. Had the love been everlasting, there won’t have been bad blood in the family.

People will always try to scare you into things. Scare you away from things. Scare you into not wanting things you can't help wanting. You can't be afraid.

One-man regimes belong to old eras

To marry for love were no reproachful thing if we did not see that of ten thousand couples that do it, hardly one can be brought for an example that it may be done and not repented afterwards.

We refer to the TLC Match as totally lacking coolness.

Even the art of quoting is a conservative art most of the time, in order to propel the same ideas and the same self-congratulatory importance.

It is the job of prophets and scientists alike to proclaim the glories of God.

When we serve the great, they are our destiny.

Love is like a tree, it grows of its own accord, it puts down deep roots into our whole being.

The subjunctive mood is in its death throes, and the best thing to do is to put it out of its misery as soon as possible.