Doesn't it occur to you that the very fact that you're asking me this question tells me there's something else for me to figure out, and therefore greatly increases the chance that I will figure it out?

So I have to fake it. No, I have to disbelieve it. I have to forget it's true. It isn't true. The truth is what they've been telling us

It was as if Graff had read his heart and found the lie that would penetrate most deeply into his soul and told it to him.

You can't rule out the impossible, because you never know which of your assumptions about what was possible might turn out, in the real universe, to be false

Beware of over-great pleasure in being popular or even beloved.

Your best side? My dear, you're sitting on it.

So our self-feeling in this world depends entirely on what we back ourselves to be and do.