If there is no randomness in the universe, then what do we mean by chaos?
Kafka didn't save me. He just told me I was drowning.
Gone. The saddest word in the language. In any language.
Consider it: Who but God could have dreamed a tale so absurd and so heartless?
The 'deep' civic function of the humanities. . . is something understood very well by totalitarian societies, which tend to keep close tabs on them, and to circumscribe them in direct proportion to how stringently the population is controlled.
I distrust the perpetually busy; always have. The frenetic ones spinning in tight little circles like poisoned rats. The slower ones, grinding away their fourscore and ten in righteousness and pain. They are the soul-eaters.
History resists an ending as surely as nature abhors a vacuum; the narrative of our days is a run-on sentence, every full stop a comma in embryo. But more: like thought, like water, history is fluid, unpredictable, dangerous. It leaps and surges and doubles back, cuts unpredictable channels, surfaces suddenly in places no one would expect.
With fitness, I do Bikrams hot yoga. The gym that I have in my building is amazing. I love to do cardio and weights there.
The mission of the theatre, after all, is to change, to raise the consciousness of people to their human possibilities.
For me the core principles of privacy online are transparency, choice and control.
Faith in yourself, in your friends, in your colleagues and most of all, faith in your ability to impact our future is the best strategy I know.