Certainly I've never tried to imagine what the future will hold. It's a hopeless endeavor to try to do such a thing.

We seem to believe it is possible to ward off death by following rules of good grooming.

Sometimes I see something so moving I know I’m not supposed to linger. See it and leave. If you stay too long, you wear out the wordless shock. Love it and trust it and leave.

Every advance in knowledge and technique is matched by a new kind of death, a new strain. Death adapts, like a viral agent.

The world isn't going to be destroyed, but you don't feel safe anymore in your plane or train or office or auditorium.

...Because what's the meaning of doing dishes if you're not driven by something beyond necessity.

To be a tourist is to escape accountability. Errors and failings don't cling to you the way they do back home. You're able to drift across continents and languages, suspending the operation of sound thought. Tourism is the march of stupidity.