Perhaps there is a reason that there is no fool piece on the chessboard. What action, a fool? What strategy, a fool? What use, a fool? Ah, but a fool resides in a deck of cards, a joker, sometimes two. Of no worth, of course. No real purpose. The appearance of a trump, but none of the power: Simply an instrument of chance. Only a dealer may give value to the joker.

He was a writer and words were his weapons.

We know there's going to be nothing but pain, but we go back again and again.

He always had a problem with the purity of others. Never his own.

Faith isn't an act of intelligence, it's an act of imagination.

Life is loneliness, broken only by the gods taunting us with friendship and the odd bonk

The angel has confided in me that he is going to ask the Lord if he can become Spider-Man. [...] The children need heroes, he says. I think he just wants to swing from buildings in tight red jammies.