I've never watched any of the adaptations of my books. I've never wanted to, and there's absolutely no chance of me doing so in the future.

My dear, beautiful and imaginative things can be destroyed. Beauty and imagination cannot.

I shall die here. Every last inch of me shall perish. Except one. An inch. It's small and it's fragile and it's the only thing in the world worth having. we must never lose it, or sell it, or give it away. We must never let them take it from us.

I was kind of a selfish child, who always wanted things his way, and I've kind of taken that over into my relationship with the world.

There is no coincidence. Only the illusion of coincidence.

I'm not personally connected to the Internet, although nearly everyone that I know is, and many of them have a great time and no problems with it. And on the surface you can see that the Internet could go an awful long way to educating, enlightening, informing and connecting the world.

Knowledge, like air, is vital to life. Like air, no one should be denied it.