What's beautiful about art is that it circumscribes a space, a physical and mental space. If you try to put the entire world into every page, you turn out chaos.

I try not to become too regular an addict of any one subculture.

I never take any notes or draw charts or make elaborate diagrams, but I hold an image of the shape of a book in my head and work from that mental hologram.

I've never related to the work geek at all-it sounds much more horrible than nerd. Like a freak biting a chicken's head off in a sideshow.

I learned to write fiction the way I learned to read fiction - by skipping the parts that bored me.

Someday I would change my name to Shut Up and save everybody a lot of time.

I work on a laptop specifically so I can work in cafes and pretend I'm part of the human world.

What age is a black boy when he learns he's scary?

It was only as I wrote about fear that I began to find paths of access to feelings that were intolerable to me then.

I want what we all want," said Carl. "To move certain parts of the interior of myself into the exterior world, to see if they can be embraced.

I can't bear the silent ringing in my skull.

Let no feeling of discouragement preyupon you, and in the end you are sure to succeed.

I can’t feel too sorry for them. Every gift has to run out someday. Anyone but a child knows that.

What day is it, ?” asked Pooh. “It’s today, ” squeaked Piglet.“My favorite day, ” said Pooh.

Is artificial intelligence less than our intelligence?

Realism is to fiction what gravity is to walking: a confinement that allows dancing under the right circumstances.

I like green or brown eyes. Tall but not overwhelmingly so. I like men who do yoga and meditate.

The surest thing in the world is not death and taxes, it's death and eternity. Yet, we're so unconcerned.

The facts are in: diverse companies and teams consistently outperform all others. It's not only the smart thing and the right thing, it makes getting the job done much more interesting.

The technology is not only the way we change stories, but also changing the relationship to the consumer.

I shuddered from stem to stern, as stout barks do when buffeted by the waves.