“In short, philosophical theories are largely the product of the hidden hand of the cognitive unconscious.”

“Computers are like Old Testament gods; lots of rules and no mercy.”

“She’s the kind of girl who climbed the ladder of success wrong by wrong.”

“Doubt as sin. — Christianity has done its utmost to close the circle and declared even doubt to be sin. One is supposed to be cast into belief without reason, by a miracle, and from then on to swim in it as in the brightest and least ambiguous of elements: even a glance towards land, even the thought that one perhaps exists for something else as well as swimming, even the slightest impulse of our amphibious nature — is sin! And notice that all this means that the foundation of belief and all reflection on its origin is likewise excluded as sinful. What is wanted are blindness and intoxication and an eternal song over the waves in which reason has drowned.”

“Happiness is the china shop; love is the bull.”

“I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I’m seeing we don’t live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It’s an infinite playlist.”

“Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.”

“Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act.”

“The sense of tragedy – according to Aristotle – comes, ironically enough, not from the protagonist’s weak points but from his good qualities. Do you know what I’m getting at? People are drawn deeper into tragedy not by their defects but by their virtues….[But] we accept irony through a device called metaphor. And through that we grow and become deeper human beings.”

“Life is a journey. Time is a river. The door is ajar”

“People say that eyes are windows to the soul.”

“I’m a little pencil in the hand of a writing God, who is sending a love letter to the world.”

“I’m oxygen and he’s dying to breathe.”