Besides, I can't get to where I want to go by conscious or unconscious suicide. I've got my strange little life to lead. Leading it the best I can - that's how I buy the ticket to where I want to be.

...I felt fear enter the halls of my mind, but I didn't give it the keys to every room.

I always thought happiness was a choice and I always chose things that made me happy, and books were one of those.

What doesn't quicken dies. That's an indisputable truth of life.

I work on one page, revising and polishing until I can't make it better, then move on to the next. Some pages might get 20 or more drafts before I move on.

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.

What year these events transpired is of no consequence. Where they occured is not important. The time is always, and the place is everywhere.