Not gay, just never met the right woman.

A god's relationship to the world, even a world in which he was walking, was about as emotionally connected as that of a computer gamer playing with knowledge of the overall shape of the game and armed with a complete set of cheat codes.

Are we human because we gaze at the stars or do we gaze at the stars because we are human?

And then it went, and time passed properly once more, every second following every other second just like they're meant to.

Sometimes life is hard. Things go wrong—in life and in love and in business and in friendship and in health and in all the other ways that life can go wrong. And when things get tough, this is what you should do: make good art. . . . Someone on the internet thinks what you’re doing is stupid or evil or it’s all been done before: make good art. Probably things will work out somehow, eventually time will take the sting away, and it doesn’t even matter. Do what only you can do best: make good art.

He would go somewhere no one knew him, and he would sit in a library all day and read books and listen to people breathing.

You've a good heart. Sometimes that's enough to see you safe wherever you go. But mostly, it's not.