When I look at my life I realise that the mistakes I have made, the things I really regret, were not errors of judgement but failures of feeling.

The ancients believed in fate because they recognized how hard it is for anyone to change anything. The pull of past and future is so strong that the present is crushed by it. We lie helpless in the force of patterns inherited and patterns re-enacted by our own behavior. The burden is intolerable.

I have a head for heights it's true, but no stomach for the depths. Strange then to have plumbed so many.

Everyone who tells a story tells it differently, just to remind us that everybody sees it differently.

Books and doors are the same thing. You open them, and you go through into another world.

It is a true saying, that what you fear you find.

Now that physics is proving the intelligence of the universe what are we to do about the stupidity of mankind? I include myself. I know that the earth is not flat but my feet are. I know that space is curved but my brain has been condoned by habit to grow in a straight line. What I call light is my own blend of darkness. What I call a view is my hand-painted trompe-l'oeil. I run after knowledge like a ferret down a ferret hole. My limitations, I call the boundaries of what can be known. I interpret the world by confusing other people's psychology with my own.