Yesterday's truth is today's bullshit. Even yesterday's liberating insight is today's jail of stale explanation.

Tell the truth. All the time. About everything. What's the alternative to radical honesty? Waste. Wasted time, wasted money, wasted possibilities-a wasted life.

Love is when you let someone be the way they are.

Most of us would rather kill ourselves than be, particularly if who we think we are keeps dying. Many of us do.

Catholic education and law schools provide me with a lot of miserable people as psychotherapy clients. I should be grateful. These people are looking for rescue from their education.

Science is beautiful because of its endless curiosity.

Somewhere within the meeting of our eyes, our souls were bonding, even if our day to day lives were far apart.

What makes old age hard to bear is not the failing of one's faculties, mental and physical, but the burden of one's memories.

It is for others one must learn to do everything for there lies the secret of happiness.

You can only have fun helping other people have fun if you're having fun doing it.

If I had a normal job and had been moving up, I'd be management level now.

Depression might have chosen you, but you don't have to choose it back. Sometimes happiness comes with bootstraps, but so what? Pull 'em up. Choose joy.

The public has no idea that the deficit has been falling like a stone.

These dog bones are just making art the way art should be made, without any overarching reference. Just for fun, if you can imagine that-art for fun.