Acting without knowing takes you right off the cliff.
If someone sends you a love letter you've got to answer back.
Kerosene," he said, because the silence had lengthened, "is nothing but perfume to me.
So in sum, what are we? We are the creatures that know and know too much. That leaves us with such a burden again we have a choice, to laugh or cry. No other animal does either. We do, depending on the season and the need.
Mars is empty now. Five hundred years from now, it'll be full of people.
I decided that was the greatest idea I had ever heard. I started writing every day. I never stopped.