Jesus told us that we would be judged by how we treat the least among us.
Funny how it kept hitting me, like each new thing was a surprise. When was I going to stop being surprised?
My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?
I, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.
Books have been thought of as windows to another world of imagination
It's not the face, but the expressions on it. It's not the voice, but what you say. It's not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.
You are. . . Well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence. " -Bella
We had some adverse conditions in the '60s, in the '70s and the '80s. The agency has risen above that in the past and will rise above that again.
At least for the people who send me mail about a new language that they're designing, the general advice is: do it to learn about how to write a compiler
It is required to find the infinitely big inside what's infinitely small to feel the presence of God.
I'm working with fragments a lot of the time and the connective tissue isn't there yet. I think of it the way comics work. You have a block here and a block here, and there's this white space in between. Somehow your mind makes the leap to connect those two blocks. Finding a way to trick your mind into connecting those blocks is one of the fun things for me about writing. You can have those leaps that will emerge into something, if you're lucky.