Time erases both the best and the worst of us.

One of my own stray childhood fears had been to wonder what a whale might feel like had it been born and bred in captivity, then released into the wild-into its ancestral sea-its limited world instantly blowing up when cast into the unknowable depths, seeing strange fish and tasting new waters, not even having a concept of depth, not knowing the language of any whale pods it might meet. It was my fear of a world that would expand suddenly, violently, and without rules or laws: bubbles and seaweed and storms and frightening volumes of dark blue that never end.

Capitalization implies a hierarchy, that some letters are more special than others.

Unhappy endings are just as important as happy endings. They’re an efficient way of transmitting vital Darwinian information. Your brain needs them to make maps of the world, maps that let you know what sorts of people and situations to avoid.

I know it's not cat food, but what exactly is it that they put inside of tinned ravioli?

Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life's cruelest irony.

I don't want any vegetables, thank you. I paid for the cow to eat them for me.