One thing that's interesting to me is how we as humans seem to be losing our ability to stand still and be alone with our thoughts. If you want to, you have to arrange it now. You have to go off where there's no WiFi and leave your equipment behind, but still have some sort of GPS tracking to make sure you don't get lost or die.

Perfection is like chasing the horizon. Keep moving.

Loyalty was a great thing, but no lieutenants should be forced to choose between their leader and a circus with elephants.

A nice, easy place for freedom of speech to be eroded is comics, because comics are a natural target whenever an election comes up.

I hope the strong women out there aren't quiet and they don't go away, because when people attack you for speaking, the best way to drive them nuts is to smile and carry on speaking, louder, more wisely, more intensely, more articulately than ever.

Sister Mary chose that moment to come in with the tea. Satanist or not, she'd also found a plate and arranged some iced biscuits on it.

The converse held reassuringly true: daylight was safe. Daylight was always safe.