Have you thought about what it means to be a god?" asked the man. He had a beard and a baseball cap. "It means you give up your mortal existence to become a meme: something that lives forever in people's minds, like the tune of a nursery rhyme. It means that everyone gets to re-create you in their own minds. You barely have your own identity any more. Instead, you're a thousand aspects of what people need you to be. And everyone wants something different from you. Nothing is fixed, nothing is stable.

People populate the darkness; with ghosts, with gods, with electrons, with tales.

Everybody going to be dead one day, just give them time.

A library is a place that is a repository of information and gives every citizen equal access to it.

Even if your goose habitually lays golden eggs, it will still be cooked.

The imagination is a muscle. If it is not exercised, it atrophies.

Sometimes an old idea gets relegated to the back of the line in the mad delight of a new idea, one you've never had before, and that you write fast in the thrill of the new. No rules. Just stories, and you tell as many of them as you can.