Every stage of life has its own form of power, and we're always sort of terrified as to whether we can make the jump to the next form of power.

Our real discoveries come from chaos, from going to the place that looks wrong and stupid and foolish.

I suppose it’s comfort, perhaps a sense of self-control, doing worse things to yourself than the world will ever dare inflict.

Sex pretty much cures everything.

For this moment, nothing matters. Look up into the stars and you're gone.

you're doomed at being you.

Why do I do anything?' she says. 'I'm educated enough to talk myself out of any plan. To deconstruct any fantasy. Explain away any goal. I'm so smart I can negate any dream.