But souls can't be sold. They can only be lost and never found again.

Do what you love and love what you do. Don’t do anything for money. Everything should be for love.

Sandwich outdoors isn’t a sandwich anymore. Tastes different than indoors, notice? Got more spice. Tastes like mint and pinesap. Does wonders for the appetite.

The important thing is to be in love with something.

I'm being ironic. Don't interrupt a man in the midst of being ironic, it's not polite. There!

Plot is no more than footprints left in the snow after your characters have run by on their way to incredible destinations.

He felt his smile slide away, melt, fold over and down on itself like a tallow skin, like the stuff of a fantastic candle burning too long and now collapsing and now blown out.