I don’t think you should ever insult people unintentionally: if you’re doing it, you ought to mean it.
Some of us claim that he was a messiah, and some think that he was just a man with very special powers. But that misses the point. Whatever he was, he changed the world.
Have you ever had one of those days when something just seems to be trying to tell you somebody?
The squirrel has not yet found the acorn that will grow to the oak that will be cut to form the cradle of the babe that will grow to slay me.
There are accounts that, if we open our hearts to them, will cut us too deeply.
You don’t get explanations in real life. You just get moments that are absolutely, utterly, inexplicably odd.
We are small but we are many We are many we are small We were here before you rose We will be here when you fall.
Potentially evil. Potentially good, too, I suppose. Just this huge powerful potentiality waiting to be shaped.
He wondered whether home was a thing that happened to a place after a while, or if it was something that you found in the end, if you simply walked and waited and willed it long enough.
Life is a rock, but the radio rolled me over.
You know you can set fire to the capacity to say.
For love is no part of the dreamworld. Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel.
You’re brave. You are the bravest person I know, and you are my friend. I don’t care if you are imaginary.
Because if you don’t stand up for the stuff you don’t like, when they come for the stuff you do like, you’ve already lost.
After a while it sort of began to rain, which is to say that it was the kind of rain that never comes to a decision about whether it’s actually raining or not. Driving in it, you would never have been certain whether or not to turn on your wipers.
What should I believe? thought Shadow, and the voice came back to him from somewhere deep beneath the world, in a bass rumble: Believe everything.
It is sometimes a mistake to climb; it is always a mistake never even to make the attempt. If you do not climb, you will not fall. This is true. But is it that bad to fail, that hard to fall?
Now you people have names. That’s because you don’t know who you are. We know who we are, so we don’t need names.
For a moment he thought she was about to hit him, which would have been bad, or even start crying, which would have been much, much worse.
Never mind. There. For good or bad. It’s done.