Evil was coming. I wondered whose face it would be wearing.

The mockery of friends is affectionate, and inoculates against foolishness.

Maybe when all was said and done, the imagination was the most powerful of all weapons. It was the imagination of the human race that had allowed it to dream of a life beyond cold caves and of a possible future in the stars.

The hands of every clock are shears, trimming us away scrap by scrap, and every time piece with a digital readout blinks us towards implosion.

Doubt is poison. It leads to a loss of faith in yourself, and in all that's good and true.

A fanatic is a nut who has something to believe in.

The things we worry about the most are never the things that bite us. The sharpest teeth always take their nip of us when we are looking the other way.