I Knew Enough About Adults To Know

Nothing [the Demon] Could Think Up Was Half As Bad As The Stuff [people] Thought Up Themselves. They Seemed To Have A Talent For It. It Was Built Into Their Design Somehow. They Were Born Into A World That Was Against Them In A Thousand Little Ways, And Then Devoted Most Of Their Energies To Making It Worse.

I Have Heard The Languages Of Apocalypse, And Now I Shall Embrace The Silence.

I Think If You Decide That Any Book Is About Only One Thing You're Probably Wrong. Even If That Thing Is In There.

I Remembered That, And, Remembering That, I Remembered Everything.

Names Come And Names Go.