I want to Live! Not Die, Not Hide, LIVE!
Don’t set your goals by what other people deem important.
Come to the book as you would come to an unexplored land. Come without a map. Explore it and draw your own map.
The ink of the scholar is more holy than the blood of the martyr.
The world is a better place when you smile.
I’ve never done this before. I didn’t go to human bars. Mudslides aside, I’m not much of a drinker. Club people are not my people. Now, book-club people –.
Haven’t you ever happened to come across in a book some vague notion that you’ve had, some obscure idea that returns from afar and that seems to express completely your most subtle feelings?
Some people say, ‘Do not judge the book by its cover!’ Well, I say not to judge at all. People can say anything they want to say, but for me, cover does matter.
You can’t enjoy art or books in a hurry.
Maybe time would not feel as heavy if I didn’t have this guilt – the guilt of knowing the truth and stuffing it down where no one can see it.
Only write a story that only you can write.
My books are a word feast.
Sandar came to stand beside him, frowning down at the crumpled High Lord. “He does not look so mighty lying there,” he said wonderingly. “He does not look so much greater than me.
We love books because they are the greatest escape. That is because our own minds eye is the purest form of virtual reality.
Some things are just like riding a bicycle; you jump on, pedal, and hope you don’t fall.
Disaster was an avalanche, gathering speed with such acceleration that you worried more about getting out of its path, not finding the pebble at its center.
I will write one book that will change entire humankind if only you have enough guts to read my previous ones.
But here, two thousand miles from home, there was a real shipwreck, a real hope. A choice big enough to change our lives forever.
As we passed his table, I saw that the device that imprisoned the book was clever but wicked-looking, as though the critic were holding the work – and it’s author – in bondage.
The mind is not a book, to be opened at will and examined at leisure.