I cry because the future has once again found its sparkle and has grown a million times larger. And I cry because I am ashamed of how badly I have treated the people I love–of how badly I behaved during my own personal Dark Ages–back before I had a future and someone who cared for me from above. It is like today the sky opened up and only now am I allowed to enter

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

And in your new lives you'll have to live entirely for that one sensation-that of imminent truth. And you're going to have to holler for it, steal for it, beg for it-and you're never to stop asking questions about it twenty-four hours a day, the rest of your life.

I ma trying to feel more well adjusted than I really am, which is, I guess, the human condition.

Most of us have only two or three genuinely interesting moments in our lives; the rest is filler.

It's just amazing how hard it is for people to change, even when amazing things happen. It almost reinforces who you are instead of making you change.

In the same way you can never go backward to a slower computer, you can never go backward to a lessened state of connectedness.