" Crazy "

                     is, I believe, the medical term
when we want to recover
but we don't want to learn.

Keep breaking what's been fixed a thousand times
                & gimme some more of that iodine.

I can't make reality connect -- I push till I have nothing left
But if we want to wake up, why're we still singing these lullabies?

Iodine

   I run in circles till I crash -- one day these steps will be my last.

But if we want to wake up, why're we still singing these lullabies?

I say I wanna be happy,

      but I quickly forget.
Will I sabotage all the good I've got left?

     Depression is like a big fur coat;
it's made of dead things but it keeps me warm.

Slaughterhouse-Five

The flaw in Christ stories, said the visitor from outer space, was that Christ, who didn't look like much, was actually the Son of the Most Powerful Being in the Universe. Readers understood that, so, when they came to the crucifixion, they naturally thought, and Rosewater read out loud again: Oh boy--they sure picked the wrong guy to lynch that time! And that thought had a brother: "There are right people to lynch." Who? The people not well connected.

So it goes.

Individual impotence

I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,"
"You can never--"
"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.

Man's ego

A man said to the universe:
"Sir, I exist!"
"However," replied the universe,
"The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation."

Life of Pi

" I felt a kinship with him. It was my first clue that atheists are my brothers and sisters of a different faith, and every word they speak speaks of faith. Like me, they go as far as the legs of reason will carry them--and they leap.

I'll be honest about it. It is not atheists who get stuck in my craw, but agnostics. Doubt is useful for a while. We must all pass through the garden of Gethsemane. If Christ played with doubt, so must we. If Christ spent an anguished night in prayer, if He burst out from the Cross, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" then surely we are also permitted doubt. But we must move on.

To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation. "

Richard Neville, last human on earth:

A man could get used to anything if he had to.

Belief

Is there anyone who ever remembers changing their mind from the paint on a sign?

Movies

The reason we struggle with insecurities is because we compare our behind-the-scenes with everyone else’s highlight reel.

Rumors of My Demise Have Been Greatly Exaggerated

It's not the END
that I fear with each breath;
it's LIFE
that scares me to death. . .