It's fragile what we know. It's gone every time we forget. Then someone has to learn it all over again.

It's too bad we only had the courage to live our lives fully in dreams.

Desire is life trying to continue to be life. All living things desire... Life is wanting.

Sad but true: individual intelligence probably peaked in the Upper Paleolithic, and we have been self-domesticated creatures ever since

It makes us a thread in a tapestry that has unrolled for centuries before us, and will unroll for centuries after us. We're midway through the loom, that's the present, and what we do casts the thread in a particular direction, and the picture of the tapestry changes accordingly. When we begin to to try to make a picture pleasing to us and to those who come after, then perhaps you can say that we have seized history.

You can't choose your childhood, it's just what happens to you. But after that you choose. And that's really what (makes you).

The invisible hand never picks up the check.