That's good. I was worried. Of course, I do have a few things wrong with me, but those are strictly problems I keep inside. I'd hate to think they were obvious to anybody else. Especially at the swimming pool in the summer.

It’s pretty thin, the wall separating healthy confidence and unhealthy Pride.

What happens when people open their hearts?"... "They get better.

I often dream about the Dolphin Hotel.

Everytime you see a flood like that on the news you tell yourself: That's it. That's my heart.

You're afraid of imagination and even more afraid of dreams. Afraid of the resposibility that begins in dreams. But you have to sleep and dreams are a part of sleep. When you're awake you can suppress imagination but you can't supress dreams.

Time is too conceptual. Not that it stops us from filling it in. So much so, we can't even tell whether our experiences belong to time or to the world of physical things.