Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.

The ideas aren't that important. Really they aren't. Everyone's got an idea for a book, a movie, a story, a TV series.

For some, it was easier to take the leap from the leafless tree and dance on nothing until dancing was done.

And then he'd tried to become an official Atheist and hadn't got the rock-hard self-satisfied strength of belief even for that.

A life that is, like any other, unlike any other.

Where does contagion end and art begin?

Now me,” said Mr. Vandemar. “What number am I thinking of?” “I beg your pardon?” “What number am I thinking of?” repeated Mr. Vandemar. “It’s between one and a lot,” he added, helpfully.