When we use this word fun, it sort of bangs up the ordinary and the extraordinary altogether.

Fun has to do with habitual activities but then also terrifically novel or unusual ones. It works as a sort of strange milkshake of those concepts.

The problem with fun is we really don't know what fun means at all.

For me, what fun means is finding novelty in the suffocating familiarity of ordinary life.

If you start the day not really expecting substantial change, but anticipating some small new revelation or some small alteration, then over time you're able to find them in more places.

I think this dichotomy or opposition between work and play, between leisure and serious stuff, is definitely a bad way of thinking about the useful insights that play provides.

Play is this process of operating the world, of manipulating things. It's related to experimentation, and it's related to pleasure, but not defined by it.

We have so many choices that it's only always our fault if we're malcontent.

It's not even that finding laundry pleasurable or delightful should be our goal rather than finding television delightful. It's that both laundry and television can be delightful.

The whole idea of play is in finding, acknowledging, and then working with the natural constraints and limitations that you find in the world.

There's just an enormous vast universe of possible intrigue out there and why not pay attention to it? Because then you're not burdened with trying to find that meaning in yourself all the time.

I put a knife in your hand and your first instinct was to stab me.""You tried to stab me first, " I objected without thinking.

Joy is the realest reality, the fullest life, and joy is always given, never grasped. God gives gifts and I give thanks and I unwrap the gift given: joy.

When we turn, is there something shoved inside of us or is it more that something inside of us has been released?

People at rehab were stealing my hats and pens and notebooks and asking for autographs. I couldn't concentrate on my problem.

In my experience, there's no such thing as luck.

O you, who spends his lifetime disobeying his Lord, no one amongst your enemies is wicked to you more than you are to yourself

Unfortunately, unanimity is not always feasible.

May I deem the wise man rich, and may I have such a portion of gold as none but a prudent man can either bear or employ.

How deep is your game?