Beliefs are the eyelids of the mind.

But it is the nature of life that no emotion is meant to last forever.

We walk the brink of racial suicide because we were smart enough to make atomic bombs and stupid enough to use them.

I am not interested in things getting better; what I want is more: more human beings, more dreams, more history, more consciousness, more suffering, more joy, more disease, more agony, more rapture, more evolution, more life.

"What is a human being, then?" "A seed." "A... seed?" "An acorn that is unafraid to destroy itself in growing into a tree."

Who would bring light must endure burning.

Life moved ever outward into infinite possibilities and yet all things were perfect and finished in every single moment, their end attained.