My plan is to crowdsource a plan.

Make good stuff, then make it easy for people to buy it. There’s your anti-piracy plan.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: ‘If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right.’ It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: ‘If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?’ And whenever the answer has been ‘No’ for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure — these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

<I have a crazy idea,> Tobias said. <The bellmen and all? They have these kind of tall hats as part of their uniforms. And they keep tipping their hats to the guests before they pick up their bags.>

<That’s very polite of them. Who cares?> Marco asked.

<Well, they raise their hats off their heads…>

<Don’t even!> Marco protested.

<You want us to zip in under some guy’s hat?> David asked. <It would take split-second timing. And then he’d have to not notice this two-inch-long bug on his head.>

<Dragonflies can hover,> Cassie pointed out.

<Let’s do it!> Rachel said.

<What is a hat?> Ax asked.

When she saw Harry, her prominent eyes seemed to bulge excitedly and she made a beeline straight for him. Many of his classmates turned curiously to watch. Luna took a great breath and then said, without much as a preliminary hello: ‘I believe He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is back, and I believe you fought him and escaped from him.’

‘Er—right,’ said Harry awkwardly.

‘—Be careful,’ Remus hisses.

‘—and don’t bang off anything Important,’ James says with a broad wink.

‘I wouldn’t call that Important,’ Peter says disparagingly, ‘given that our Moony lives the wild life of a eunuch anyway.’

‘Hey, now,’ Remus protests, ‘I’m too weak to hit you, that’s unfair.’

‘Don’t hate me because I’m so Important,’ Peter says, and cackles.

‘Everyone here is very Important,’ James says soothingly. ‘One of the many wonderful things about the Marauders is that we’re all… hugely… Important.’

‘Except Sirius,’ Peter says, almost reflexively.

‘That’s not what your mother said last night,’ Sirius replies.

Yeah, it’s like, Bella wants to be a vampire but she doesn’t want to be a vampire before she’s had sex as a human, and Edward doesn’t want her to be a vampire but he wants to get married, but Bella doesn’t want to get married unless she can be a vampire, but Edward won’t have sex with her until they get married, and then you put the fox and the grain in the boat and you leave the goose back on the riverbank.

You heard James?” said Lupin, in a strange voice.
“Yeah …” Face dry, Harry looked up. “Why—you didn’t know my dad, did you?”
“I—I did, as a matter of fact,” said Lupin. “We were friends at Hogwarts.

Viggo will go on about Elves and how they’re always doing their nails and brushing their long, blonde hair, and being all prissy. And I just say: Well, at least I’m going to live forever! Got that? LIVE FOREVER!