I like science fiction and I read it a lot – if I were a collector, I would bid for his works,

Aku mencintainya tanpa diketahui.Aku mencintainya dalam diam.Aku mencintainya dalam satu sudut pandang.Aku mencintainya di satu sisi.Ya, aku percaya.Jika takdirku adalah dirimu,kau akan memilihku. Nanti.

I am going to show you great and mighty things which no one has ever seen before…. I am going to take you places where no one has ever been. I am going to take...

I heard from clear across the city, over the Hudson in the Jersey yards, one fierce whistle of a locomotive which took me to a train late at night hurling through the middle of the...

Without love, we would not comprehend compassion.- Govinda Shauri

All novels . . . are concerned with the enigma of the self. As soon as you create an imaginary being, a character, you are automatically confronted by the question: what is the self? How...

Okay, I deserved that,” I admitted.

Death was a leech; no matter which side of the spectrum you were on, either dead or alive, it fed. It either acquired your soul or devoured all your joyful emotions.

So. If this was some normal fictional young-adult book, this is the part of the story where after the film, the entire high school would rise to their feet and applaud, and Earl and I...

Go ahead, Josh. I’m listening now.”I could feel the cold emanating from her and flowing in my direction. Ithad been this way for a while I just didn’t want to see it.Danny and Josh looked...

No matter how ephemeral it is, a novel is something, while despair is nothing.

Characters are just extensions of my madness.

The difference between nonfiction and fiction is that fiction must be absolutely believable.

Observando a mi alrededor y escuchando a mis vecinos jamás pude oír hablar de un ser semejante a mí. ,Era, por lo tanto, un monstruo, una criatura de la que todos se alejarían con repugnancia...

It’s about time! It’s supposed to be a ritual, not a marathon.

It’d been a long time since they’d been together, but as close as they were physically, they’d never been so far apart in every other way.

She suddenly felt herself gasping for air, as if she’d momentarily forgotten how to breathe. She rocked back in her chair and nearly fell over, then slumped against the green-covered table. The bowl fell from...

It wasn’t playing both sides of the fence – it was betting against yourself but still playing to win – and it encapsulated everything absurd and paradoxical that I loved about the French.

Foolish potato, talking to her like that won’t work. You’ve got to be mean and show off your foil-wrapped rigidity.

The writer’s characters must stand before us with a wonderful clarity, such continuous clarity that nothing they do strikes us as improbable behavior for just that character, even when the character’s action is, as sometimes...

I have yet to face Writer’s Block and I don’t believe I ever will. It is much more difficult for me to shut my imagination down to get a good nights sleep than it is...

Questo folle uomo mi sta facendo tornare la gioia di vivere, quella gioia che avevo perso alla vista del corpo di mia madre privo di vita e che era stata sostituita, col tempo, da semplice...

for he had acquired, as time went on, the firm conviction that any thought, even the most audacious, that any fiction, even the most insane, can one day materialize and see its fulfillment in space...

She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city

Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over, this is recognised: that the human race has been harshly treated, but that it has advanced.

The web is a dangerous place for a mind begging to slack off and be distracted by nonsense.

As I lay there watching Robin sleep beside me, I realized that she was right all along. I didn’t need to live in a castle — a shack in the woods with her would do...

Fiction is but truth.. tweaked or disguised.

Every step taken is the first of a new journey. Its up to me if I choose to contine walking or I might love it so much I will run.

We are born to love as we are born to die, and between the heartbeats of those two great mysteries lies all the tangled undergrowth of our tiny lives. There is nowhere to go but...

Fiction becomes visual by becoming verbal

I’d always had a guilty preference for fiction. Since I seemed now to be living fiction, this proved to have been an entirely reasonable choice.

I think fiction allows us to sit for a while with people we would rather not meet.

When will people learn that just because you can make something doesn’t mean you should?

When you think about the period in which Agatha Christie’s crime novels were written, they are actually quite edgy for the time.

Bahagia itu persepsi. Bahagia tidak menunggu punya kekayaan, punya anak yang sehat dan pintar, punya pasangan yang sempurna, dan keluarga yang sempurna. Kebanyakan orang berpikir bahwa untuk bahagia, mereka harus mendapatkan lebih dulu apa yang...

…Obviously, I have always wished I could remember what happened in that wood. The very few people who know about the whole Knocknaree thing invariably suggest, sooner or later, that I should try hypnotic regression,...

What comes from the heart will go to the heart

How long has it been since I entered this blackness? Has it been days, months, or years? I’m stuck here with my mind, my thoughts, my memories, and my nightmares.

I think the idea that we have anything to begin with is a lie we tell ourselves every day until we believe it. I think the law is there to enforce fictions that would not...

It has been raining here for ten years.I keep an accurate record of time and can state this with no fear of contradiction.

Good characters in fiction are the very devil. Not only because most authors have too little material to make them of, but because we as readers have a strong subconscious wish to find them incredible.

Listen.” Jennifer reverted, “I didn’t mean anything by all of that before. I understand what you were trying to do and …” She struggled for the right words. “Sweetie, like love, people don’t live inside...

In our twenties, when there is still so much time ahead of us, time that seems ample for a hundred indecisions, for a hundred visions and revisions—we draw a card, and we must decide right...

Laurel look up at him in question, but he wouldn’t meet her eyes. She always wished she had more time to draw secrets from him. “I’ll wear it always,” she said.”And think of me?” His...

Are you imperfect, romantically irrational, ridiculously fearless, and utterly illogical? You’re my ideal reader, friend, partner. I’m your fan.

She cries cuz shes lost and she doesn’t even know what she wants. Her eyes grow cold as she begs the world to just let her go.lines from Love Vs Destiny…

Dawn cackles as she guides me through the all-glass porch. Thinner, paler Reina shuffles about behind Dawn, watching as I slip my boots off. Although she tries to hide her hands, her fingers flicker nervously....

I want to be the best race horse around when I grow up, Mama.You can be, Charlie, as long as you are willing to try your best and not give up when you have a...

How do I know what I think until I see what I say?