I sometimes think there is a dimension beyond the four of experience and Einstein: insight, that fifth dimension which promises to liberate us from bondage to the long, imperfect past

There was no answer, no solution, no sop, no deliverance. What, then, did I do? I read faster.

Some things are so unexpected that no one is prepared for them.

Hope is ambiguous, but fear is precious.

The purpose of life is not to be happy, the purpose of life is to matter.

We see things as we are, not as they are.

I never cease being dumbfounded by the unbelievable things people believe.