“We are, each of us, hopeless hopers.”

“A pall fell over the room. A black shroud of disease and deathbeds and all the worst things from all the worst places. This mutant world, a tragic portmanteau, the unnatural marriage of two roots a...”

“Memories are as infinite as the horizon.”

“However, if you're cursed as I am with a love of storytelling and adventures in galaxies far, far away, and mythical creatures from fictional lands who are more real to you than actual people with ...”

“They lived and they laughed and they saw it was good.”

“...the people arrogant enough to use the words 'I understand' are the ones who can't possibly understand.”

“As you write your novel, you gradually start thinking like some of your characters in it. And at times the writer may lose himself completely in some character.”

“When I imagine changing places with her I get the feeling I do on finishing a novel with a brick-wall happy ending---I mean the kind of ending when you never think any more about the characters.”

“A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.”

“I've always said that idleness dulls the spirit. We have to keep the brain busy, or at least the hands if we don't have a brain.”

“If your workplace was somehow transplanted into the jungle and everyone was forced to survive at a very primitive level, it's safe to say that eventually your boss would rape you.”

“This world has only two kinds of people: villains and smiling villains.”