I also believe that when one dies, one may wake up to the reality that proves that time does not exist.

We must wake up to the insane reality of our time. We are all irresponsible, unless we demand from the responsible decision makers that modern armaments must no longer be made available to people whose former battle axes and swords our ancestors condemned.

I have never been able to grasp the meaning of time. I don't believe it exists. I've felt this again and again, when alone and out in nature. On such occasions, time does not exist. Nor does the future exist.

When I'm in love, I wake up happy.

We have to wake up. We have to refuse to be a clone.

I wake up early. At 6:30 A.M., I'm at my most optimistic.