It doesn't matter how much his mother loves him; love is not enough to keep any of us alive.

We figure out what death means when we're born, practically, and we live our whole lives in some kind of weird denial about it.

We accept gods that don't speak to us. We accept gods that would place us in a world filled with injustices and do nothing as we struggle. It's easier than accepting that there's nothing out there at all, and that, in our darkest moments, we are truly alone.

Every star has been set in the sky. We mistakenly think they were put there for us.

You can't be afraid. You can be sad if you like. You can be angry. But it's the fear that'll freeze you in place.

Write words you’re willing to burn at the stake for. Write words you’d believe in even if the rest of the world didn’t.

The trick was looking past the illusion, because the exit was never as far away as it seemed.