Faith, the least exclusive club on Earth, has the craftiest doorman.

— David Mitchell

Faith, the least exclusive club on Earth, has the craftiest doorman. Every time I've stepped through its wide-open doorway, I find myself stepping out on the street again.

— David Mitchell

Finished in a frenzy that reminded me of our last night in Cambridge. Watched my final sunrise. Enjoyed a last cigarette. Didn’t think the view could be any more perfect until I saw that beat-up trilby. Honestly, Six smith, as ridiculous as that thing makes you look, I don’t believe I’ve ever seen anything more beautiful. Watched you for as long as I dared. I don’t believe it was a fluke that I saw you first. I believe there is another world waiting for us, Six smith. A better world, and I’ll be waiting for you there. I believe we do not stay dead long. Find me beneath the Corsican stars, where we first kissed. Yours eternally, R.F.

— David Mitchell

Fire’s the sun, unwindin’ itself out o’ the wood.

— David Mitchell

Frito banishes all thoughts of Jacob de Zoet, and recalls Jacob de Zoet.

— David Mitchell

Glass & peace alike betray proof of fragility under repeated blows.

— David Mitchell

Go on, my dear," urges the snake. "Take one. Hear it? 'Pluck me,' it's saying. That big, shiny red one. 'Pluck me, pluck me now and pluck me hard.' You know you want

— David Mitchell

Go on, my dear," urges the snake. "Take one. Hear it? 'Pluck me,' it's saying. That big, shiny red one. 'Pluck me, pluck me now and pluck me hard.' You know you want to.", clever girl, "expressly forbids us to eat the fruit from the Tree of Knowledge."?" Eve folds her arms school girlishly. "God expressly forbade it. Adam said." The snake grins through his fangs, admiring Eve's playacting. "God is a nice enough chap in His way. I daresay He means well. But between you and The Tree of Knowledge, He is terribly insecure."" Insecure? He made the entire bloody universe! He's omnipotent."" Exactly! Almost neurotic, isn't it? All this worshiping, morning, noon, and night. It's 'Oh Praise Him, Oh Praise Him, Oh Praise the Everlasting Lord.' I don't call that omnipotent. I call it pathetic. Most independent authorities agree that God has never sufficiently credited the work of virtual particles in the creation of the universe. He raises you and Adam on this diet of myths while all the fascinating information is locked up in these juicy apples. Seven days? Give me a break.

— David Mitchell

Grief is an amputation, but hope is incurable hemophilia: you bleed and bleed and bleed.

— David Mitchell

Grief is an amputation, but hope is incurable hemophilia: you bleed and bleed and bleed. Like Schrödinger’s cat inside a box you can never ever open.

— David Mitchell