Experiencing life through a book can help you learn without all the pain of going through the experiences first hand.

Look inside yourself and you'll find a world of things (a world of your own experiences)worth writing about.

Why is it I'm always so quick to believe that people are thinking...believing the worst about me?

What do you know about sooner or later? Is a moment only a moment when you're in pain?

What is genius, anyway, if it isn't the ability to give an adequate response to a great challenge?

The world is not a rational place.

Maybe...in a way, this coffee reminds me of something. Maybe...maybe only a philosopher or a mad man would make this connection, but it's a little like life. I mean it's powerful going down and that doesn't even take into account the aftertaste, which really takes getting used to.