I stayed three weeks in Paris, fell in love with the city, and decided that I was born to live in Paris.
She smiles at him, too young to know him for a stranger, and too innocent yet to care.
Short fiction seems more targeted - hand grenades of ideas, if you will. When they work, they hit, they explode, and you never forget them. Long fiction feels more like atmosphere: it's a lot smokier and less defined.
The problem with surviving was that you ended up with the ghosts of everyone you’d ever left behind riding on your shoulders.
We are nature. Our every tinkering is nature, our every biological striving. We are what we are, and the world is ours. We are its gods. Your only difficulty is your unwillingness to unleash your potential fully upon it.
The surfeit of bad trends pushes me to set my stories in worlds which are often diminished versions of our own present.
Knowledge is simply a terrible ocean we must cross, and hope that wisdom lies on the other side.
Many a maiden, With white feet dancing light as air, Made happy music through the gloom.
We may like well to know what is Plato’s and what is Montesquieu’s or Goethe’s part, and what thought was always dear to the writer himself; but the worth of the sentences consists in their radiancy and equal aptitude to all intelligence. They fit all our facts like a charm. We respect ourselves the more that we know them.
The fast-food industry is in very good company with the lead industry and the tobacco industry in how it tries to mislead the public, and how aggressively it goes after anybody who criticizes its business practices.
Even though the realms of religion and science in themselves are clearly marked off from each other, nevertheless there exist between the two strong reciprocal relationships and dependencies.