I'm in favor of any form of sexual relationship that gives pleasure to those involved. And I have never heard a convincing argument to the contrary.

I am glad my life is coming to an end. To think that it might last another five hundred years, now that would be terrible, in my case.

Do nothing that is not natural - and ritual is natural - and all will be for the best.

Think of the earth as a living organism that is being attacked by billions of bacteria whose numbers double every forty years. Either the host dies, or the virus dies, or both die.

I was born a writer. When that happens, you have no choice in the matter.

Of course his dust would be absorbed in other living things and to that degree at least he would exist again, though it was plain enough that the specific combination which was he would never exist again.

How marvelous books are, crossing worlds and centuries, defeating ignorance and, finally, cruel time itself.