Inner resources are like natural resources; they both dry up eventually when the demands on them are heavy.

Life is like a great jazz riff. You sense the end the very moment you were wanting it to go on forever.

It's unbelievable the primitive feelings that are aroused by rapid change.

Californians are good at planning for the earthquake, while simultaneously denying it will happen.

Illusions are crucial to the maintenance of life functions.

The trouble with going crazy is that you have to go around making it up to everyone afterwards. It seems they should be making something up to you.

The freeway is the last frontier. It is unsurpassed as a training ground for the sharpening of survival skills.