I think we think in terms of stories.

The song instantly insisted it'd never existed.

I think the story is the most ancient form of human entertainment.

Faith, the least exclusive club on Earth, has the craftiest doorman. Every time I've stepped through its wide-open doorway, I find myself stepping out on the street again.

In an individual, selfishness uglifies the soul; for the human species, selfishness is extinction.

Try this for deviancy: fabricants are mirrors held up to purebloods' conscience; what purebloods see reflected there sickens them. So they blame you for holding the mirror." I hid my shock by asking when purebloods might blame themselves. Mephi replied, "History suggests, not until they are made to.

Torturous advances won over generations can be lost by a single stroke of a myopic president's pen or a vainglorious general's sword.