“There’s none so blind as those who will not listen.”

Oh, monsters are scared,” said Lettie.” That’s why they’re monsters.

A philosopher once asked, “Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?” Pointless, really…”Do the stars gaze back?” Now, that’s a question.

That which is dreamed can never be lost, can never be undreamed.

Biting’s excellent. It’s like kissing – only there is a winner.

I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you’re alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.”

Even nothing can last forever.

I think I fell in love with her, a little bit. Isn’t that dumb? But it was like I knew her. Like she was my oldest, dearest friend.

The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies.

Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.

Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes and forgot.

What I say is, a town isn’t a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless it’s got a bookstore, it knows it’s not foolin’ a soul.

In a perfect world, you could fuck people without giving them a piece of your heart. And every glittering kiss and every touch of flesh is another shard of heart you’ll never see again.

You can’t trust other people. If it’s important, you have to do it yourself.

Being a writer is a very peculiar sort of a job: it’s always you versus a blank sheet of paper (or a blank screen) and quite often the blank piece of paper wins.

I am selfish, private, and easily bored. Will this be a problem?

It’s like the people who believe they’ll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, but who learn it doesn’t work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you. If you see what I mean.

There’s a difference between a soft spot and a blind spot,

My mother would cry about my blindness and the hopelessness of my ever seeing, but I told her I wasn’t sad. I believed God had something for me to do.

When scientifically investigating the natural world, the only thing worse than a blind believer is a seeing denier.

I look at my own body With eyes no longer blind- And I see that my own hands can make The world that’s in my mind.

When I was a child, kids used to make fun of me because I was blind. But I just became more curious, ‘How can I climb this tree and get an apple for this girl?’ That’s what mattered to me.

To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable.

There’s none so blind as they that won’t see.

There is no zeal blinder than that which is inspired with a love of justice against offenders.