My time is far too valuable for me to spend any of it trying to improve myself.

We must have courage, faith, and lunch together sometime soon.

Sometimes I need what only you can provide: your absence.

Due to circumstances beyond my control, I am master of my fate and captain of my soul.

My computer must be broken: whenever I ask a wrong question, it gives a wrong answer.

Why does merely attempting to understand Reality so often seem to lead to going insane?

The entire universe will eventually disintegrate but by then I hope to be in a safer place.