“Friendship is the positive and unalterable choice of a person whom we have singled out for qualitites that we admire.”

Love It, is to increase by forgetting. It’s escape through a single being to mediocrity of all other. It’s one more for trying to be less.

In love one had need of being believed, in friendship of being understood.

It’s become like everyone else in the belief that we become as a person. It is giving appointment to happiness in the palace of chance.

Between the double and the single bell Of a ship’s hour, between a round of bells From the dark warship riding there below

There’s not a single shred of evidence for the multiverse. If, in order to explain this universe, you need a theory that invents an infinite number of parallel universes – that’s not a very good theory.

For my bar mitzvah, I gave out a mix tape of ’90s grunge – if you got it now, you would think it was the ‘Singles’ soundtrack.

I grew up with a single mom who was a waitress. We were on food stamps.

Simply put, you can read a story in a single sitting and hold it all in your mind. You can experience all of its rhythms, beginning to end, during that span. Consequently it has, I think, greater emotional power than a novel because of this real-time effect. Stories can stun you.

Imagine a place where not a single person has read a book that is truly about the character at its center.

In baseball, it’s tough to get up for every single game, every single moment. In football, you have 90,000 fans screaming and the band’s playing. I do miss that

My journey began with a single pencil. While traveling through India in 2006