In the end, we are all just stories. What matters is the story we choose to tell.

We are all now connected by the Internet, like neurons in a giant brain.

If you want to go fast, go alone; if you want to go far, go together.

Every reader brings something different to a story.

I can resist everything except temptation.

Envy is a really stupid sin because it’s the only one you could never possibly have any fun at. There’s a lot of pain and no fun. Why would you want to get on that trolley?