Live on berries in a hollowed-out comet lit by artificial suns long enough, and you start to have delusions about achieving enlightenment.

Being who you are for ever is the price you pay for im­mor­tal­ity.

I'm not much of a chess player, but there is an aspect of the game that I find fascinating. After a while, you can almost see lines of force between the pieces. Areas of danger where it is physically impossible to move pieces into. Clouds of possibility, forbidden zones.

If reality is not what you want it to be, change it.

The criminal is a creative artist detectives are just critics.