Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can make me think I deserved it.

You don't become great by trying to be great. You become great by wanting to do something, and then doing it so hard that you become great in the process.

The scholarly authorities on freezing to death seem to be, unsurprisingly, Canadians.

The thing about the Internet is that you can write something... for a very narrow audience and make a living at it.

It's tempting to just write a comic called 'Everyone Mail Randall Munroe Twenty Bucks' - maybe it would work, and I could just close down the 'xkcd' store and sit on a beach and draw pictures and make snarky Reddit posts for the rest of my life.

Sometimes I mistake this for a universe that cares.

I think the comic that's gotten me the most feedback is actually the one about the stoplights. Noticing when the stoplights are in sync, or calculating the length of your strides between floor tiles - normal people notice that kind of stuff, but a certain kind of person will do some calculations.