We construct a narrative for ourselves, and that's the thread that we follow from one day to the next. People who disintegrate as personalities are the ones who lose that thread.

Live every day as if it were your last. Spend your life hanging by a thread. Accept that you can fall from one moment to the next. And when that moment comes, rejoice, because the last day will be the first, and you will become the thread itself.

Psychiatrists don't solve anything from one day to the next.

I was perfectly calm and perfectly insane, perfectly prepared to accept what the moment had offered. Indifference of that magnitude is rare and because it can be achieved only by someone ready to let go of who he is, it demands respect. It inspires awe in those who gaze upon it.

Raptors realize when they have a good thing going. People are throwing it a smorgasbord every day. It could stay for a while or it could easily get up and go anytime.

What'll we do with ourselves this afternoon? And the day after that, and the next thirty years?