We broke the world to make it whole.

Paradise is for those who make paradise.

There have been great societies that did not use the wheel, but there have been no societies that did not tell stories.

We're each of us alone, to be sure. What can you do but hold your hand out in the dark?

When I'm writing I don't dream much; it's like the dreaming gets used in the writing.

... the habit of literature [is] the best defense against believing the half-truths of ideologues and the lies of demagogues.

What is love of one's country; is it hate of one's uncountry? Then it's not a good thing.