A law of survival, Ragle had said. Those who refused to respond to the new stimulus would perish. Adapt or perish . . . version of a timeless rule.

The Kafka paradox: art depends on truth, but truth, being indivisable, cannot know itself: to tell the truth is to lie. thus the writer is the truth, and yet when he speaks he lies.

In my soul the afternoon grows wider and I reflect.

We are humans first and the law always protects our basic human rights, but survival always remains a chance for any of us to go through hard times and make it through the day.

It is really a puzzle what drives one to take one's work so devilishly seriously.

I definitely think that being a model makes it more difficult to be taken seriously. And I understand. I don't take it seriously sometimes.

My first wife didn't like to fly, either.

The stupid woman is the one who thinks she doesn’t need any help.

The labeling of nociceptors as pain fibers was not an admirable simplification, but an unfortunate trivialization under the guise of simplification.

If humility is always desirable, generous humility is still more so.

I'm not really a morning person.