Like world describers before me, those mapmakers in the seventeenth centure, I had laid down my first faintly drawn border. With that one tentative mark, my world expanded by a few freeing degrees.

To dream is to starve doubt, feed hope.

You would be surprised what two hours of daily exercise and five hundred stomach crunches can do for you.

You know, there are easier ways to meet a guy than to run him over.

No power was total, no power permanent, no power absolute.

[True beauty] seeps into you. It doesn't make you forget yourself, but totally the opposite. It connects you with everything and fills you with awe that you share the same space with something that glorious. Like a sunrise or a clear blue day or the most extraordinary piece of glass. And then suddenly...you have this epiphany that there's more to the world than just you and what you want or even who you are.

Silence, too, can be torture.