The earth is rocky and full of roots; it's clay, and it seems doomed and polluted, but you dig little holes for the ugly shriveled bulbs, throw in a handful of poppy seeds, and cover it all over, and you know you'll never see it again - it's death and clay and shrivel, and your hands are nicked from the rocks, your nails black with soil.

Lies cannot nourish or protect you. Only freedom from fear, freedom from lies, can make us beautiful, and keep us safe.

If you want to make God laugh, tell her your plans.

Whenever the world throws rose petals at you, which thrill and seduce the ego, beware.

Rationality squeezes out much that is rich and juicy and fascinating.

I believe that discipline and self-love are the total secrets to freedom.

Rule 1: When all else fails, follow instructions. And Rule 2: Don't be an asshole.