There are four types: the cretin, the imbecile, the stupid and the mad. Normality is a balanced mixture of all four.

Given that there are seven billion people living on this earth, there is a consistent quantity of imbecile or idiot, okay. Previously, these people could express themselves only with their friends or at the bar after two or three glasses of something, and they said every silliness, and people laughed. Now they have the possibility to show up on the internet. And so, on the internet, along with the messages of a lot of interesting and important people - even the Pope is writing on Twitter - we have a great quantity of idiots.

Mystical additions and subtractions always come out the way you want.

It is necessary to meditate early, and often, on the art of dying to succeed later in doing it properly just once.

"Then we are living in a place abandoned by God," I said, disheartened. "Have you found any places where God would have felt at home?" William asked me, looking down from his great height.

Not that the incredulous person doesn't believe in anything. It's just that he doesn't believe in everything.

An idea you have might not be original. But by creating a novel out of that idea you can make it original.