I have a really high tolerance level for twits. I really do.

The really important thing to be was yourself, just as hard as you could.

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

Remember: that giants sleep too soundly; that witches are often betrayed by their appetites; dragons have one soft spot, somewhere, always; hearts can be well-hidden, and you can betray them with your tongue. (from "Instructions")

I don't think you should ever insult people unintentionally: if you're doing it, you ought to mean it.

Remember that, sooner or later, before it ever reaches perfection, you will have to let it go and move on and start to write the next thing. Perfection is like chasing the horizon. Keep moving.

Face your life, its pain, its pleasure, leave no path untaken.