I don't know if it was love or an illusion. I don't know if there's ever a way to be certain.

For males twenty-five is the fatal age. For women it's twenty. We are all dropping like flies.

I want to make a world more magical than my own. I don't care if it makes sense, I don't care if it's ridiculed or if, rather than a neat round planet that goes around forever, it ends with a cliff that falls off into nothing. I want to have my eyes wide open, and I want to see this room and at the same time, not this room.

I've done it all before, I tell myself, and I can do it again. Trust is the strongest weapon.

It was a terrible decision, and I confess I'd make it again.

Humans are the absolute worst thing to happen to this planet.

Childhood is a long, long road, from which that dark whispering forest of death seems an impossible destination.