There is nothing more fragile than civilization.
I always bounce my legs when I'm sitting.
It is only through us that God lives. When we abandon him, he dies.
We believe we're seeing the world just fine until it's called to our attention that we're not.
Death. . . The moment, sometime in the future, when your name is spoken for the last time.
The brain runs its show incognito.
There are an infinite number of boring things to do in science.
I'd like to say that parody is a celebration of a person's specific characteristics, as opposed to mockery.
The answer to the mystery of existence is the love you shared sometimes so imperfectly, and when the loss wakes you to the deeper beauty of it, to the sanctity of it, you can't get off your knees for a long time, you're driven to your knees not by the weight of the loss but by gratitude for what preceded the loss.
These rules may seem simple enough, but it will require great morale and physical courage to adhere to them. But if carried out in the strict sense of the word it will surely lead to a greater success than could otherwise be attained.
When his lips return to mine, it's not just about lust or desire - it's about making us whole.