Fiction, because it is not about somebody who actually lived in the real world, always has the possibility of being about oneself.

When you walk on the face of a world, then forgiveness comes.

Then you're dead, too, sweet little sister.' Oh, yes,' said Valentine. 'They'll believe that. "I didn't know it would kill Andrew. And when he was dead, I didn't know it will kill Valentine too.

You're like, both like, Alexander the Great.' We can't both be Alexander.' Well sometimes I think you're two side of the same coin, and I'm the metal in between.

Science isn't done by consensus. It's done by rigorous testing.

I need you to be clever, Bean. I need you to think of solutions to problems we haven't seen yet. I want you to try things that no one has ever tried because they're absolutely stupid.

I'm not stupid!" In Bean's experience, that was a sentence never uttered except to prove its own inaccuracy.