Like most writers, we like to find what we know and pass it along to anyone who cares. When that's done, as soon as we've said the best we can say, there's nothing else about us that's remotely interesting to anybody else, and we go back behind the walls. We can be intimate in books, we can be intimate in talks, but then we need time to be alone.

The one thing we fear most is the one thing that is not possible: We cannot die, we cannot be destroyed.

Anybody who's ever mattered, anybody who's ever been happy, anybody who's ever given any gift into the world has been a divinely selfish soul, living for his own best interest. No exceptions.

What I love doing is basically two things: I love flying airplanes and I love communication.

It was morning, and the new sun sparkled gold across the ripples of a gentle sea.

The simplest questions are the most profound. Where were you born? Where is your home? Where are you going? What are you doing? Think about these once in a while and watch your answers change.

There is something that is transcendental about when we are immersed in that which we most love.