When there's no information and the compass turns to nowhere that you know well, let your soul be your pilot.
Yoga is almost like music in a way; there's no end to it.
That sense of failure, I don't know where people put it who don't write songs and aren't able to emote physically. It must go somewhere.
Without the voice of reason, every faith is its own curse.
How can I save my little boy from Oppenheimer's deadly toy?
Humans make the mistake of believing that it is their right to survive. Species die out on this planet all the time without anyone noticing. The planet will still be there, and we must lose this attitude of divine right, that something will save us.