Disappointment is a sort of bankruptcy - the bankruptcy of a soul that expends too much in hope and expectation.

I'm no wizard, and I don't like being thought of in that light at all. I think of a wizard as being some sort of magician or something, doing something on the sly or something, and I don't want to be thought of in that way.

He was an embittered atheist, the sort of atheist who does not so much disbelieve in god as personally dislike him.

For art to exist, for any sort of aesthetic activity to exist, a certain physiological precondition is indispensable: intoxication.