The reward may be uncertain, but our doom is inevitable unless we try.

We will never like this reality or make it okay, but eventually we accept it.

All the drugs in the world won't save us from ourselves.

When we can't dream any longer we die.

We learn that the program won’t work when we try to adapt it to our life. We must learn to adapt our life to the program.

We let what we know limit what we can imagine; the result, a failure of imagination.

But most of us know that we will not, and probably cannot do it — that we shall continue to cling to our habitual ways of life with all the helplessness of addicts to a destroying passion.

Ideas won't keep. Something must be done about them.

You know how it is, when you're up to nothin no good's usually next.

It may not be until our lives are challenged that we realize we don't want to live like this, and that we may not have forever to clear the water.

When we think we can do it all ourselves — fix, save, buy, or date a nice solution — it's hopeless. We're going to screw things up. We're going to get our tentacles wrapped around things and squirt our squiddy ink all over, so that there is even less visibility, and then we're going to squeeze the very life out of everything.

أدركنا منذ زمن طويل أنه لم يعد بالإمكان قلب هذا العالم، ولا تغييره إلى الأفضل، ولا إيقاف جريانه البائس إلى الأمام. لم يكن ثمة سوى مقاومة وحيدة ممكنة : ألّا نأخذه على محمل الجد

It is difficult, when faced with a situation you cannot control, to admit you can do nothing.

Rien n'est miraculeux. Si l'on apprend ce que sait le magicien, il n'y a plus de magie.