I gave my life to become the person I am right now. Was it worth it?

Of course I'm a fake. We're all fakes on this whole world, pretending to be something we're not. We are not just bodies walking around, not just atoms, molecules. We are unkillable, undestroyable ideas of the IS, no matter how much we believe otherwise.

How is it we’re the lucky ones, living a life that the children-we-were took for dreams?

What a delighted fascination it is, to stand aside and watch our dearest friend perform on stage without us.

Silly ideas, worth the admission price in smiles, but they're true. Is high-energy physics interesting because it's true or because it's crazy?

Not being known doesn't stop the truth from being true.

The best way to avoid responsibility is to say, 'I've got responsibilities.