If you, as a parent, raise your children well, they won't need you anymore. If you did it properly, they go away.

It has been said that civilization is twenty-four hours and two meals away from barbarism.

There is something about riding a unicorn, for those people who still can, which is unlike any other experience: exhilarating, and intoxicating, and fine.

I lay on the bed and lost myself in stories. I liked that. Books were safer than other people anyways.

I tweet, therefore my entire life has shrunk to 140 character chunks of instant event and predigested gnomic wisdom. And swearing.

You're brave. You are the bravest person I know, and you are my friend. I don't care if you are imaginary.

She took my hands in her, then, and squeezed them. 'But you stayed where you were meant to be, and you didn't listen to them. Well done. That's quality, that is,' and she sounded proud. In that moment I forgot my hunger and I forgot my fear.