Judging the mistakes of strangers is an easy thing to do - and it feels pretty good.

But knowing what I don’t want to do doesn’t help me figure out what I do want to do. I could do just about anything if somebody made me. But I don’t have an image of the one thing I really want to do. That’s my problem now. I can’t find the image.

It's just like Yeats said. In dreams begin responsibilities. Flip this around and you could say that where there's no power to imagine, no responsibility can arise.

Two-thirds of earth's surface is ocean, and all we can see with the naked eye is the surface.

I'm not a fast thinker, but once I am interested in something, I am doing it for many years.

Tell me, Doctor, are you afraid of death?" "I guess it depends on how you die.

I was reduced to pure concept. My flesh had dissolved; my form had dissipated. I floated in space. Liberated of my corporeal being, but without dispensation to go anywhere else.I was adrift in the void. Somewhere across the fine line separating nightmare from reality.