Dad always warned that it was misleading when one imagined people, when one sas them in the Mind's Eye, because one never remembered them as they really were, with as many inconsistencies as there were hairs on a human head (100,000 to 200,000). Instead, the mind used a lazy shorthand, smoothed the person over into their most dominating characteristic--their pessimism or insecurity (something really being lazy, turning them into either Nice or Mean)--and one made the mistake of judging them from this basis alone and risked, on a subsequent encounter, being dangerously surprised.

Some people are as fragile as butterflies and sensitive and it’s your responsibility not to destroy them. Just because you can

Sometimes it takes more courage not to let yourself see. Sometimes knowledge is damaging - not enlightenment but enleadenment.

Not returning phone calls is the severest form of torture in the civilized world.

Dad's Theory of Arrogance--that everyone always assumes they're the Principal Character of Desire and/or Loathing in everybody else's Broadway Play.

It’s got to be some kind of cult. Anyone offers you Kool-Aid or a hot shower, say no.

There was quantum mechanics, string theory, and then there was the most mind-bending frontier of the natural world, women.