When was the last good kiss you had?

I try to live life so that I can live with myself.

Because there is no glory in illness. There is no meaning to it. There is no honor in dying of.

I got my wish, I suppose. I left my scar.

You cannot invent an algorithm that is as good at recommending books as a good bookseller, and that's the secret weapon of the bookstore - is that no algorithm will ever understand readers the way that other readers can understand readers.

You get all these friends just when you don’t need friends anymore.

While I did not fancy myself a particularly good person, I never thought my first real sexual action would be prostitutional.