And what's the point of waking up in the morning if you don't try to match the enormousness of the known forces in the world with something powerful in your own life?

If you reveal everything, bare every feeling, ask for understanding, you lose something crucial to your sense of yourself. You need to know things that others don't know. It's what no one knows about you that allows you to know yourself.

Because friends have to be brutally honest with each other. I'd feel terrible if I didn't tell you what I was thinking, especially at a time like this

All human existence is a trick of light.

He thinks he's happy but it's just a nerve cell in his brain that's getting too much stimulation or too little stimulation.

There's a moral force in a sentence when it comes out right. It speaks the writer's will to live.

It is all falling indelibly into the past.