I've spent a lot of words on my own mortality.
Being rich has never stopped anyone from being greedy.
She had the kind of looks that had probably been quite pretty in high school, but were now worn down by years of smoking cigarettes, raising children, and the disappointment of being married to an asshole.
They don't matter. I thought I had to prove something, and I did, to myself. There's nothing left for me to prove. I can move on with my life.
We never know the quality of someone else's life, though we seldom resist the temptation to assume and pass judgement.
In a lifestyle where there are no boundaries, it becomes a challenge to find one's true self. If everything comes easily, there is no way to establish worth. And if nothing has real value, then there is no way to gauge satisfaction or accomplishment or contentment.
The horse world is populated by two kinds of people: those who love horses, and those who exploit horses and the people who love them.
A guitar is a piece of wood, and if this piece is resonating in a period of 40 or 60 years, it kind of gets to know what it is after awhile. . . the reason violinists play violins that are hundreds of years old. The wood learns to sing.
Identification of rhythm as the casual counterpart of life; wherever there is some life, only perceptible to us when the analogies are sufficiently close.
The desired Islamic state might be likened to an orchard planted with olive and palm trees that will take a relatively long time to produce fruit.
They kept saying 'It's sushi-grade!' And I'm like. . . 'Put some soy sauce on this. Get me some rice. And cook it. And then get me out of here.