A part of me has become immortal, out of my control.
Put out as much as you can. It doesn't do anything sitting on a shelf.
I'm kind of an evangelical atheist.
Feelings are more dangerous than ideas, because they aren't susceptible to rational evaluation. They grow quietly, spreading underground, and erupt suddenly, all over the place.
Look closely at the most embarrassing details, and amplify them.
Think inside the work - outside the work