The world is not a wish-granting factory.

It has been my experience that maximizing income is a helluva lot less important than maximizing passion and fulfillment in your both professionally and personally.

The human tongue is like wasabi: it's very powerful, and should be used sparingly.

And he found himself thinking that maybe stories don't just make us matter to each other - maybe they're also the only way to the infinite mattering he'd been after for so long.

We are as indestructible as we believe ourselves to be.

All sorts of yayness floods my brain. Love is such a drug.

As long as we don't die, this is gonna be one hell of a story.