The sun burnt every day. It burnt Time. The world rushed in a circle and turned on its axis and time was busy burning the years and the people anyway, without any help from him. So if he burnt things with the firemen, and the sun burnt Time, that meant everything burnt!

May you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.

I want to hold onto this funny thing. God, it's gotten big on me. I don't know what it is. I'm so damned unhappy, I'm so mad, and I don't know why. I feel like I'm putting on weight. I feel fat. I feel like I'm saving a lot of things, and I don't know what. I might even start reading books.

Our civilization is flinging itself to pieces. Stand back from the centrifuge.

There was always a minority afraid of something, and a great majority afraid of the dark, afraid of the future, afraid of the past, afraid of the present, afraid of themselves and shadows of themselves

If you write a hundred short stories and they're all bad, that doesn't mean you've failed. You fail only if you stop writing.

You don't have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them.