“She believed in angels, and, because she believed, they existed”

Part 2, Chapter 4, “The Mystery of the Champagne Supernovae” (p. 128).
Jack Glass (2012)

Source: The Shell Seekers

Source: Russian Winter

Gulf (p. 559)
Short fiction, Off the Main Sequence (2005)

Source: The Lovely Bones

Source: Singularity Sky (2003), Chapter 7, “A Semiotic War” (p. 159)

Source: Flow My Tears, The Policeman Said (1974), Chapter 5 (p. 53)

Source: We Were Liars

The Paris Review interview (1994)
Context: I was performing The Sea Lion in the Newport Performing Arts Center. Afterwards a white-haired old woman approached me and said, Hey, you remember me? I looked her over, and I knew I remembered her, but had no idea who she was. She said, Lois. It still didn’t click. She said, Lois Learned, Big Nurse, and I thought, Oh my God. She was a volunteer at Newport, long since retired from the nursing business. This was the nurse on the ward I worked on at the Menlo Park hospital. I didn’t know what to think and she didn’t either, but I was glad she came up to me. I felt there was a lesson in it, the same one I had tried to teach Hollywood. She’s not the villain. She might be the minion of the villain, but she’s really just a big old tough ex-army nurse who is trying to do the best she can according to the rules that she has been given. She worked for the villain and believed in the villain, but she ain’t the villain.