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

Not that running away's going to solve everything. I don't want to rain on your parade or anything, but I wouldn't count on escaping this place if I were you. No matter how far you run. Distance might not solve anything.

All imperfections are forced upon the imperfect, so the 'perfect' can live content and oblivious.

Properly speaking, should any individual ever have exact, clear knowledge of his own core consciousness?" "I wouldn't know," I said. "Nor would we," said the scientists.

No matter how long you stand there examining yourself naked before a mirror, you'll never see reflected what's inside.

Every one of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That’s part of what it means to be alive.

There is nothing in this world that never takes a step outside a person's heart.