Footnote: 79) The anchor is gigantic and must weigh a hundred tons, and -- delightfully -- it really is anchor-shaped, i.e. the same shape as anchors in tattoos.

I do things like get in a taxi and say, "The library, and step on it.

It can become an exercise in trying to get the reader to like and admire you instead of an exercise in creative art.

One of the things that makes Wittgenstein a real artist to me is that he realized that no conclusion could be more horrible than solipsism.

If your fidelity to perfectionism is too high, you never do anything.

I know I'm paranoid, but am I paranoid enough?

This might be one way to start talking about differences between the early postmodern writers of the fifties and sixties and their contemporary descendants.

How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.

Everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they are different from everyone else.

In the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship.

In reality, there is no such thing as not voting: you either vote by voting, or you vote by staying home and tacitly doubling the value of some Diehard's vote.

You are always attracted towards what you can't be or what you are not or what you will never be.If you don't know who you are, just know who you aren't. Simple Introspection.

The whole world has the illusory awareness of, ‘I am the doer’. In reality, everyone’s karmas are getting discharged, but one is not aware of this. One has no awareness of his own True Self.

Idealizing life is surely quite unrealistic, however, it is much better than living in constant despair.

Poets should ignore most criticism and get on with making poetry.

I think it would be frustrating to be a match maker. "What do you do?" "I'm a match maker" "Aw, that's really romantic" "No, umm... I actually... never mind"

I'd rather see a person with a natural mind and processed mind than a processed mind and a natural head.

She asked me what type of contraceptive I use. Underwear. Keeping it on prevents pregnancy.

There is nothing which so poisons princes as flattery, nor anything whereby wicked men more easily obtain credit and favor with them.

No one is ever as shocked and surprised as when the inevitable occurs.

Instead of focusing on that unappeasable person, refocus on Jesus, who accepts you unconditionally.