It was a smooth silvery voice that matched her hair. It had a tiny tinkle in it, like bells in a doll's house. I thought that was silly as soon as I thought of it.

He looked about as inconspicuous as a tarantula on a slice of angel food.

A good story cannot be devised; it has to be distilled.

I'm killing time and it's dying hard.

I was as hollow and empty as the spaces between stars.

There are two kinds of truth; The truth that lights the way and the truth that warms the heart. The fist of these is science and the second is art.

I'm all done with hating you. It's all washed out of me. I hate people hard, but I don't hate them very long.