Don't argue. Never deign to deny. Meet insults with laughter.

People, particularly big men carrying big rifles, don't expect lip from a scrawny thing like me. They always look a bit dazed when they get it.

What is infinite? The universe and the greed of men.

There was something soothing about the crackle of paper, the smell of ink, and the soft scratching of nibs and brushes.

Weakness is a guise. Wear it when they need to know you're human, but never when you feel it.

I think the first trick to writing a feminist work is to write plenty of women. That way you get to write characters, instead of worrying about paradigms.

Na razrusha'ya. I am not ruined. E'ya razrushost. I am ruination.