Doesn't reincarnation strike you as just another form of procrastination?
Tyler gets me a job as a waiter, after that Tyler's pushing a gun in my mouth and saying, the first step to eternal life is you have to die.
The world will always punish the few people with special talents the rest of us don’t recognize as real.
Anymore, no one's mind is their own.
Nothing happened, and nothing kept happening.
You tell yourself that noise is what defines silence. Without noise, silence would not be golden. Noise is the exception. Think of deep outer space, the incredible cold and quiet where your wife and kid wait. Silence, not heaven, would be reward enough.