With animal behavior, they're all fine until you introduce some rogue element into the cage, and then they go crazy.

The curious are always in some danger. If you are curious you might never come home.

The truth is that love smashes into your life like an ice floe, and even if your heart is built like the Titanic you go down.

Do you wake up as I do, having forgotten what it is that hurts or where, until you move? There is a second of consciousness that is clean again. A second that is you, without memory or experience, the animal warm and waking into a brand new world. There is the sun dissolving the dark, and light as clear as music, filling the room where you sleep and the other rooms behind your eyes.

To me, life, for all its privations, is a luminous thing. You have to risk it.

Confidence and superiority: It's the usual fundamentalist stuff: I've got the truth, and you haven't.