Leaving feels too good, once you leave.

The future will erase everything--there's no level of fame or genius that allows you to transcend oblivion. The infinite future makes that kind of mattering impossible.

Do you know what your problem is? You can't live with the idea that someone might leave.

And in my classes, I will talk most of the time, and you will listen most of the time. Because you may be smart, but I've been smart longer.

And I put the latte down on a table, awash in the happy middle of my greatest adventure.

The vast majority of us imagine ourselves as like literature people or math people. But the truth is that the massive processor known as the human brain is neither a literature organ or a math organ. It is both and more.

Tonight, darling, we are going to right a lot of wrongs.