We're making it up. The world, the universe, life, reality. Especially reality.

The full moon - the mandala of the sky.

What I’ve learned along the way is that existence is cosmic theatre, but paradoxically, we should play our roles to the absolute best of our ability while having the wisdom not to take them too seriously.

Equality is not in regarding different things similarly, equality is in regarding different things differently.

Any half-awake materialist well knows - that which you hold holds you.

In the haunted house of life, art is the only stair that doesn't creak.

Oh God, are there so many of them in our land! Students who can’t be happy until they’ve graduated, servicemen who can’t be happy until they are discharged, single folks who can’t be happy until they’ve found a mate, workers who can’t be happy until they’ve retired, adolescents who aren’t happy until they’re grown, ill people who aren’t happy until they’re well, failures who aren’t happy until they succeed, restless who can’t wait until they get out of town, and in most cases, vice versa, people waiting, waiting for the world to begin.