It was spring break, so the theater was always packed with high schools students. It was an animal house. I wanted to burn the place down.

Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.

Two-thirds of earth's surface is ocean, and all we can see with the naked eye is the surface.

Tell me, Doctor, are you afraid of death?" "I guess it depends on how you die.

You like to write. It's the single most important quality for someone who wants to be a writer. But not in itself enough.

The others in the dorm thought I wanted to be a writer, because I was always alone with a book, but I had no such ambition. There was nothing I wanted to be.

But actually time isn't a straight line. It doesn't ave a shape. In all senses of the term, it doesn't have any form. But since we can't picture something without form in our minds, for the sake of convenience we understand it as a straight line. At this point, humans are the only ones who can make that sort of conceptual substitution.