“Our senses are woefully limited. Our brains are but tiny candles flickering in an infinity of darkness. Our only wisdom is to admit that we cannot understand, and since we cannot understand we must do the best we can with faith. which is our only talent.”

A fool will study for twenty or thirty years and learn how to do something, but a wise man will study for twenty or thirty minutes and become an expert. In this world, it isn’t ability that counts, but authority.

The supernatural can be very annoying until one finds the key that transforms it into science,” he observed mildly… “Come on, Ox, let’s go out and get killed.

Blessed are the idiots, for they are happiest people on earth.

Error can point the way to truth, while empty-headedness can only lead to more empty-headedness or to a career in politics.

Don’t be ashamed of reliving your childhood, Ox, because all of us must do it now and then to maintain our sanity.

I shall clasp my hands together and bow to the corners of the world.

Immortality is only for the gods,’ he whispered. ‘I wonder how they can stand it.’

The greatest act of faith we are capable of is that of loving another more than we love ourselves, and occasionally we can be quite good at it.

I have never been able to understand why perfectly sensible people waste time being wittily obscure instead of just saying what they want and going on about their business.

The emotional health of a village depended upon having a man whom everyone loved to hate, and Heaven had blessed us with two of them.

Fable has strong shoulders that carry far more truth than fact can.

Life is a peephole, a single tiny entry onto a vastness–how can I not dwell on this brief, cramped view of things? This peephole is all I’ve got!

Not one of your pertinent ancestors was squashed, devoured, drowned, starved, stranded, stuck fast, untimely wounded, or otherwise deflected from its life’s quest of delivering a tiny charge of genetic material to the right partner at the right moment.

I am probably more critical of myself than anyone else, I am very tiny – 5’1 and a half inches – so there’s nowhere for weight to hide.

She was surprised at how tiny it seemed now. She supposed the school was just as big as it had ever been only her eyes had grown used to looking at bigger things.

For the longest time, I never thought I was intimidating to guys, but I’m kind of finding out that maybe there is some tiny thread of intimidation.

Most of life is grey, with a little tiny bit of black and white.

It is the tuning of the universe… It’s as if at the beginning of the symphony God turns up the volume just a tiny bit.

I’m in the studio for hours in that tiny little box, and really, the performing part is what I’m most excited about.