If I destroy you, what business is it of yours?
For the majority of people, what they love exists only in the imagination. The object of their love is not the man or woman of reality, but what he or she is like in their imagination. The person in reality is just a template used for the creation of this dream lover. Eventually, they find out the differences between their dream lover and the template. If they can get used to those differences, then they can be together. If not, they split up. It’s as simple as that. You differ from the majority in one respect: You didn’t need a template.
It’s a wonder to be alive. If you don’t understand that, how can you search for anything deeper?
Ten thousand times the web could be destroyed, and ten thousand times the spider would rebuild it. There was neither annoyance nor despair, nor any delight, just as it had been for a billion years.
My dad said that people who are sensitive to beauty are good by nature, and if they’re not good, then they can’t appreciate beauty.
Once we know where we are, then the world becomes as narrow as a map. When we don’t know, the world feels unlimited.
Growing up, his father had used silence rather than speech to educate him, and words were merely the punctuation between the silences.