You’ll come with us,” she said. “Sure,” Gavin said. “It wasn’t a request.” “Yes it was,” Gavin said. “When you don’t have power to compel obedience, by definition you’re making a request.

Put on some armor. Just remember what's armor and what's you, so when it's time to take it off, you can.

And what fun is it being a genius if no one appreciates you?

...if reality is hard and flat and unjust, then it's better to adjust to what really is than to complain that it isn't what you wish. That was what made me lose faith..... But having lost it, soon I doubted my lack of faith. There were niggling hints of meaning everywhere.

You'd be surprised at what you'd do to stay alive.

If you looked busy, you could get away with almost anything.

Remember that time you tried to hump the bridge?