It sometimes seemed to him that for love to work, it had to be fair, that he should tell only half the joke, and she the other half. Otherwise, it would not be love, but something completely else–pity or entertainment, or stand-up comedy.

I think I don't view myself as an author. I view myself as a person. I view anything as part of being a person, so I feel okay with "marketing" or other things like that.

I can feel the universe expanding and making things be further apart.

I just keep investing in the future, and I haven't reached the point where I'm not doing that.

One seemed simply to be here, less an accumulation of moments than a single arrangement continuously gifted from some inaccessible future.

It seems like for the last 10 years, I've just been investing in the future.

does a society exist where it's become acceptable to wear 'helmets' enclosing one's entire head when in public to preempt social interaction