The truth is everything in the end. It is the greatest power in the world to make all people equal. If everyone knows what the truth is, no one can use lies to separate those people and turn them against one another.

One of the frustrations of having a mind trained to think and consider possibilities was that it couldn't simply be stopped once engaged.

People who know me now can't believe I used to be shy, but in some ways I still am.

It takes real planning to organize this kind of chaos.

I shudder to think of an eternity spend without books. I have hopes that every book that was ever lost is somewhere waiting for me when my life here finally ends.

The truth is everything in the end. It is the greatest power in the world to make all people equal. If everyone knows what the truth is, no one can use lies to separate those people and turn them against one another.

Sarcasm, as it turned out--even when it was instinctive and quick--cut into the time one had to manufacture one's escape.