Last night there seemed to be a chance. Anything was possible last night. That was the trouble with last nights. They were always followed by this mornings.

There’s no point in believing in things that exist.

I should have learned this, she thought. I wanted to learn fire, and pain, but I should have learned people.

It's never a good idea to ask a man on a tight-rope how he keeps his balance: a) he would probably fall off and b) he probably doesn't know what the muscles are called in any case.

The space between the young reader’s eyeballs and the printed page is a holy place and officialdom should trample all over it at their peril.’

It's the end game that people dread and that's what I'm scared of

The sign, which says: "Do not, under any circumstances, open this door!" - Of course, I've read it. Why do you think I want it opened?.. To see why they wanted it shut, of course. This exchange contains almost all you need to know about human civilization. At least, those bits of it that are now under the sea, fenced off or still smoking.