have you ever seen a genius out there looking for a job? it's the saddest thing in the world. no one will hire him. there is only one place where he is always welcome- at the bottom.

If there is to be any peace it will come through being, not having.

Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring.

In expanding the field of knowledge we but increase the horizon of ignorance.

A book lying idle on a shelf is wasted ammunition.

The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware.

It is with the soul that we grasp the essence of another human being, not with the mind, nor even with the heart.

either you take in believing in miracles or you stand still like the hummingbird.

Chaos is the score upon which reality is written.

Art is only a means to life, the life more abundant. It merely points the way.

Man has demonstrated that he is master of everything - except his own nature.

But hope is no less realistic than despair. It is still our choice whether to live in light or lie down in darkness.

It is better to Leap than to Sleep

Ciss says, 'People have less emotions than actors think they have. For much of the time we hide our emotions, we haven't time for emotions. Our brains work so much faster than our emotions.

That is the rule of the Wilds: You must be bigger and stronger and tougher. You must hurt or be hurt.

Don’t ever let anyone tell you that you cannot have an opinion.

And anyway, life's too short....

I'm the kind of developer who likes to throw lightning rods around. To make a great program there's got to be at least one person at the center who is breathing life into it. In a ferocious way.

One can hardly think too little of one's self. One can hardly think too much of one's soul.

As soon as you start analyzing comedy is when the world starts to fall apart, and we're second guessing it. And we are way too sensitive.

How old are you?" asked Door. Richard was pleased she had asked; he would never have dared. "As old as my tongue," said Hunter, primly, "and a little older than my teeth.