I’m the Turtle, son. I made the universe, but please don’t blame me for it; I had a belly-ache.
In the Land of Memory the time is always .In the Kingdom of Ago, the clocks tick... but their hands never move.There is an Unfound Door(O lost)and memory is the key which opens it.
If you can’t let go of the past, the mistakes you’ve made will eat you alive.
I still believe in the resilience of the human heart and the essential validity of love;I still believe that connections between people can be made and that the spirits which inhabit us sometimes touc...
Do any men grow up or do they only come of age?
Because talent won't be quiet, doesn't know how to be quiet, he said. Whether it's a talent for safe-cracking, thought-reading, or dividing ten-digit numbers in your head, it screams to be used. It ne...
Anger is the most useless emotion, Henchick intoned, destructive to the mind and hurtful to the heart.
And will I tell you that these three lived happily ever after? I will not, for no one ever does. But there was happiness. And they did live.
And I guess you judge how well you're doing by how well you sleep at night... and what your dreams are like.
Almost everyone can remember losing his or her virginity, and most writers can remember the first book he/she put down thinking: I can do better than this. Hell, I am doing better than this! What coul...
All I can say is what you already know: some days are treasure. Not many, but I think in almost every life there are a few. That was one of mine, and when I'm blue -- when life comes down on me and ev...
A person's memory is everything, really. Memory is identity. It's you.
A person can't change all at once.
A man who can't bear to share his habits is a man who needs to quit them.
A coward judges all he sees by what he is.
A child blind from birth doesn't even know he's blind until someone tells him. Even then he has only the most academic idea of what blindness is; only the formerly sighted have a real grip on the thin...
He sketches a world of Darwinian struggle where all the savages wear three-piece suits.
You needn't die happy when your time comes, but you must die satisfied, for you have lived your life from the beginning to the end and ka is always served.
Yet suppose further. Suppose that all worlds, all universes, met at a single nexus, a single pylon, a Tower. And within it, a stairway, perhaps rising to the Godhead itself. Would you dare climb to th...
Why' is a crooked letter and can't be made straight.