That's the hardest thing of all--never to become cynical, never to lose faith, never to become indifferent.

This is the inevitable consequence of a popular movie: you become the guy who wrote "the book that inspired the movie." Frankly speaking, I find it a bit insulting.

Love was something different. Love was pure delight, a fountain of emotions, sensual delights, and enjoying spending time together.

We are our own gods and our own demons.

When there are strange things going on all around, every coincidence should be considered very carefully.

But even if we were to disappear, people would still be divided into people and Others. No matter how those Others were different.People can't get by without Others. Put two people on an uninhabited island, and you'll have a human being and an Other. And the difference is that an Other is always tormented by his differentness. It's easier for people. They know they're people, and that's what they ought to be. And they all have no choice but to be that way. All of them, forever.

Ill-considered but well-intentioned actions do more good that actions that are well-considered but cruel.