Very well! he said. You shall prove your worth by facing me in a joust! I'd never heard of an undead lich king challenging someone to a joust. Especially not in a subterranean burial chamber. All right, I said uncertainly. But won't we be needing horses for that? Not horses, he replied, stepping away from his throne. Birds.

I wanted to be able to write in the voice that I talk to my friends and assume that everybody would know what I was talking about.

No one in the world gets what they want and that is beautiful.

I created the OASIS because I never felt at home in the real world. I didn't know how to connect with the people there.

I've heard Stephen King say that when you write a novel you end up revealing everything about yourself.

Being human totally sucks most of the time. Videogames are the only thing that make life bearable.

"Lights," I said softly. This had become my favorite word over the past week. In my mind, it had become synonymous with freedom.