It Seemed To Me That The Real

You Can't Spend Your Life Beating Yourself Up For Something That Happened Yesterday. You Die If You Don't Follow Your Desire.

Security And Safety Were The Reward Of Dullness.

It Seemed To Me That The Real Philosophical Breakthroughs Of The 20th Century Were In Terms Of The Understanding Of Language. What Is Language? Where Does It Come From, How Does It Work, What Does It Do?

Dear God, Teach Me To Be Careless.

If You Never Left Anything Or Anyone There Would Be No Room For The New. Naturally, To Move On Is An Infidelity -- To Others, To The Past, To Old Notions Of Oneself. Perhaps Every Day Should Contain At Least One Essential Infidelity Or Necessary Betrayal. It Would Be An Optimistic, Hopeful Act, Guaranteeing Belief In The Future -- A Declaration That Things Can Be Not Only Different But Better.