A friend to kill time is a friend sublime.

To be able to grasp something of value, sometimes you have to perform seemingly inefficient acts.

That's gotta be one of the principles behind reality. Accepting things that are hard to comprehend, and leaving them that way.

When the fire goes out, you'll start feeling the cold. You'll wake up whether you want to or not.

The best way to think about reality, I had decided, was to get as far away from it as possible.

Whenever an occasion arose in which she needed an opinion on something in the wider world, she borrowed her husband's. If this had been all there was to her, she wouldn't have bothered anyone, but as is so often the case with such women, she suffered from an incurable case of of pretentiousness. Lacking any internalized values of her own, such people can arrive at a standpoint only by adopting other people's standards or views. The only principle that governs their minds is the question "How do I look?

I wondered if she was trying to convey something to me, something she could not put into words - something prior to words that she could not grasp within herself and which therefore had no hope of ever turning into words.