If swans weren't real myths'd make up.

It'll be all right." Julia's gentleness makes it worse. "In the end, Jace." "It doesn't feel very all right." "That's because it's not the end.

Writing is probably one-fifth coming up with the stuff, and four-fifths self-editing again and again and again.

To enslave an individual troubles your consciences, Archivist, but to enslave a clone is no more troubling than owning the latest six-wheeler ford, ethically. Because you cannot discern our differences, you assume we have none. But make no mistake: even same-stem fabricants cultured in the same wombtank are as singular as snowflakes.

Nothing is as eloquent as nothing.

These jokes the world plays, they're not funny at all.

I think we think in terms of stories.