Sometimes when I'm brushing my teeth, I'll look at the mirror and I swear my reflection seems kind of disappointed. I realized a couple of years ago that not only am I not super-skilled at anything, I'm not even particularly good at being myself.

Enjoy the elastic present, which can accommodate as little or as much as you want to put in there. Stretch it out, live inside of it.

How do you convince someone to change, to stop being afraid of himself? How do you convince yourself not to be so scared all the time?

You can just sit in here, impervious and invisible. So invisible you might even forget yourself.

Everyone has a time machine. Everyone *is* a time machine. It's just that most people's time machines are broken. The strangest and hardest kind of time travel is the unaided kind. People get stuck, people get looped. People get trapped. But we are all time machines.

All anyone is to anyone is a series of days.

Most people I know live their lives moving in a constant forward direction, the whole time looking backward.