You gain power by pretending to be weak. By contrast, you make people feel strong. You save people by letting them save you.

There are only patterns. Patterns on top of patterns, patterns that affect other patterns, patterns hidden by patterns, patterns within patterns.

We thought all this teaching was to make us smart. What it did was make us stupid. With all the little facts we learned, we never had the time to think.

For the first time in longer than I can remember, I feel peaceful. Not happy. Not sad. Not anxious. Not horny. Just all the higher parts of my brain closing up shop. The cerebral cortex. The cerebellum. That's where my problem is. I'm now simplifying myself. Somewhere balanced in the perfect middle between happiness and sadness. Because sponges never have a bad day.

Imagine how you’d feel if your whole life turned into a job you couldn’t stand.

It can only take a moment to waste the rest of your life.

I just want one person I can rescue and I want one person who needs me. Who can't live without me. I want to be a hero, but not just one time.