“I am, when you stop to think of it, a member of a fairly select group: the final handful of American novelists who learned to read and write before they learned to eat a daily helping of video bullshit.”

“La luz del pasillo iluminaba débilmente mi rostro que se reflejaba de modo fantasmal en el cristal de la ventanilla y me hacía recordar el que tuve en la infancia, el que naufragó para siempre en la despedida, como si aquel niño se hallara agazapado en algún lugar de mi interior esperando un descuido mío para emerger de nuevo en las aguas fangosas del pasado con su sonrisa feliz y sus ojos brillantes.”

“Speed is not always a constituent to great work, the process of creation should be given time and thought.”

“Make mistakes, a thousand of them because we are only humans.Never repeat your mistakes because we are humans.”

“We lose faith when fate overrides.”

“Every thought about death takes a moment of life away.”

“What is birthday, but a celebration of death.”

“Remembrance and reflection how allied!What thin partitions Sense from Thought divide!”

“That thing you thought you’d doYou start to think you can’t;You always say tomorrow,But you haven’t got a plan.Everyone’s asking questions,And all you do is dodge.That career that you’d imaginedWas only a mirage.The older that you get,The smaller that you feel;You forget what’s only in your head,And what is really real.Sometimes people make it;They become who they meant to be.But most of the time,Dreamers only dream.”

“As a convinced atheist, I ought to agree with Voltaire that Judaism is not just one more religion, but in its way the root of religious evil. Without the stern, joyless rabbis and their 613 dour prohibitions, we might have avoided the whole nightmare of the Old Testament, and the brutal, crude wrenching of that into prophecy-derived Christianity, and the later plagiarism and mutation of Judaism and Christianity into the various rival forms of Islam. Much of the time, I do concur with Voltaire, but not without acknowledging that Judaism is dialectical. There is, after all, a specifically Jewish version of the eighteenth-century Enlightenment, with a specifically Jewish name—the Haskalah—for itself. The term derives from the word for ‘mind’ or ‘intellect,’ and it is naturally associated with ethics rather than rituals, life rather than prohibitions, and assimilation over ‘exile’ or ‘return.’ It’s everlastingly linked to the name of the great German teacher Moses Mendelssohn, one of those conspicuous Jewish hunchbacks who so upset and embarrassed Isaiah Berlin. (The other way to upset or embarrass Berlin, I found, was to mention that he himself was a cousin of Menachem Schneerson, the ‘messianic’ Lubavitcher rebbe.) However, even pre-enlightenment Judaism forces its adherents to study and think, it reluctantly teaches them what others think, and it may even teach them how to think also.”

“I know the tree, I know the cloud. The only stranger is the voice inside my head.”

“Power rests on the kind of knowledge one holds. What is the sense of knowing things that are useless?”

“Small shifts in your thinking, and small changes in your energy, can lead to massive alterations of your end result.”

“Many things the gods achieve beyond our judgement,'” said the sorrowful girl. “‘What we thought is not confirmed and what we thought not God contives.”