Think of the billions of trillions of snowflakes, and the billions of trillions of hydrogen and oxygen molecules in every single one of them. It makes you wonder, doesn’t it, who wrote the laws for the wind and the rain, the snow and the dew? I’ve tried to work it out, but it makes my head spin (Alan Bradley, I Am Half-Sick of Shadows)
The writer’s life is a sacred wonder (Lailah Gifty Akita)
Hate is nothing when weighed against survival. (Valentine) – Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
Be yourself around a world of clones. (Maddie)
A life’s meaning comes not from the manner in which one dies, but in the manner in which one lives (Mike Kalmbach, The Caldarian Conflict)
That was asking a lot of my readers, I realized, but I was trying to write the novel I would most enjoy decoding (Paul Di Filippo, How To Write Science Fiction)
Romantic love morphs into a loving and eternal relationship if we understand what is love – why passion is such a sweet word.
But for you to make this move would reveal the two fundamental tenets of true atheism. One: There is no God. Two: I hate Him (Douglas Wilson, Is Christianity Good for the World?)
Only if the third necessary thing could be given us. Number one, as I said: quality of information. Number two: leisure to digest it. And number three: the right to carry out actions based on what we learn from the interaction of the first two (Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451)
There is more ability to meditate in a rabbit than in one thousand Buddhists (Daniel Marques)