She thought about her life and how lost she’d felt for most of it. She thought about the way that all truths she’d been taught to consider valuable invariably conflicted with the world as it was actually lived. How could a person be so utterly lost, yet remain living?

When the world throws you too much information, the only way you can stay sane or survive is to look for pattern recognition. Amidst all the blurs, is there a constellation that emerges, is there a straight line that's emerging. I think as long as you keep your mind in the palce where you're actively looking for patterns, you may not be safe, but you're going to feel safe, I think.

People who advocate simplicity have money in the bank; the money came first, not the simplicity.

Is that all time is - our perception of how quickly it does or does not pass?

Las Vegas is a SimCity game gone horribly wrong.

Later, I would learn that coincidences are the most planned things in the world. Later, I would learn that every single moment is a coincidence.

The more you want something to happen, the harder it becomes.