I wish people would quit telling me to think. I think. Thinking's easy. It's not thinking that's hard.

People, alas, are more impressed by statistics than they are by ideas.

You can't drown your troubles ... because troubles can swim.

I didn't mind giving up carnality, jewelry and red meat in return for comradeship and an afterlife.

The world of maps is nice and flat and simple. It has areas for people and areas for monsters. What a shock it is to discover the world is round and the areas merge and nothing separates the monsters and ourselves; that we are all whirling around in space together and there isn't even a graceful way of falling off.

To the uneducated eye, as to the incurious mind, much of the world is in darkness, and a thousand songs are lost on the unlistening ear.

the smell of lilacs crept poignantly into the room like a remembered spring.