There are symbolic dreams-- dreams that symbolize some reality. Then there are symbolic realities -- realities that symbolize a dream. Symbols are what you might call the honorary town councillors of the worm universe. In the worm universe, there is nothing unusual about a dairy cow seeking a pair of pliers. A cow is bound to get her pliers sometime. It has nothing to do with me.

There's no such thing as perfect writing, just like there's no such thing as perfect despair.

He sometimes wondered if she had become involved with him just so that she could cry in someone's arms. Maybe she can't cry alone, and that's why she needs me.

Each of us possesses a tangible living soul. The system has no such thing. We must not allow the system to exploit us.

Don't let thoughts of me hold you back. Just do what you want to do. Otherwise, I might end up taking you with me, and that is the one thing I don't want to do. I don't want to interfere with your life.

Things may look different to you than they did before. I've had that experience myself. But don't let appearances fool you. There's only one reality.

Sometimes when I think of life, I feel like a piece of driftwood washed up on shore.