The dead cannot cry out for justice. It is a duty of the living to do so for them.

All the geniuses I ever met were so just part of the time. To qualify, you only have to be great once, you know. Once when it matters.

Experience suggests it doesn't matter so much how you got here, as what you do after you arrive.

Miles exhaled carefully, faint with rage and reminded grief. He does not know, he told himself. He cannot know... "Ivan, one of these days somebody is going to pull out a weapon and plug you, and you're going to die in bewilderment, crying, "What did I say? What did I say?" "What did I say?" asked Ivan indignantly.

The rule for finding plots for character-centered novels, which is to ask: 'So what's the worst possible thing I can do to *this* guy?' And then do it.

Endure pain, find joy, and make your own meaning, because the universe certainly isn't going to supply it.

Forward momentum only worked as a strategy if one had correctly identified which way was forward.