“An intelligent person can rationalize anything, a wise person doesn't try.”
“Somewhere in the infinity of his personal universe.”
“I will stay. I chose you because i dont see a troubled crazy person i see a beautiful girl with potential and future. A person that could be my wife”
“Only by examining our personal biases can we grow as artists; only by cultivating empathy can we grow as people.”
“What's your name?" she asked.He laughed. "Nev."She sat up suddenly, bracing her elbows on the bed. "Short for Neville?"It was the world's dorkiest name. Nearly as bad as Rupert. "I never thought I'd be penetrated by a Neville." she said wonderingly. "Maybe a Colin, or a Simon but -""Shut up.”
“Xas sighed. "But I don't want to talk about God. Why do I? Sometimes I feel God is all over me like a pollen and I go about pollinating things with God."Sobran opened his eyes and Xas smiled at him. Soban said, "I did think that you talked about God to persuade me you weren't evil. But I've decided that, for you, everything is somehow to the glory of God, whether you like it or not.""I feel that, yes. My imagination was first formed in God's glory. But I think God didn't make the world, so I think my feelings are mistaken."This was the heresy for which Xas was thrown out of Heaven. Sobran was happy it had finally appeared. It was like a clearing. Sobran could almost see this clearing - a silent, sunny, green space into which not a thing was falling, not even the call of a cuckoo. Xas thought the world was like this, an empty clearing into which God had wandered.”