Guilt was the grease in which the wheels of the authority turned.

...inside every old person is a young person wondering what happened.

Did I do anything last night that suggested I was sane?

'Don't think of it as dying,' said Death. 'Just think of it as leaving early to avoid the rush.'

Humans need fantasy to be human. To be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape.

Thinking. This book contains some. Whether you try it at home is up to you.

I think you should be proud of not being worse than just deeply introverted and socially maladjusted.