A long time ago a bunch of people reached a general consensus as to what's real and what's not and most of us have been going along with it ever since.

A long time ago a bunch of people reached a general consensus as to what's real and what's not and most of us have been going along with it ever since.

Not everything has to mean something. Some things just are.

If you're not ready to die, then how can you live?

I'm not Chinese. I thrive in interesting times.

We're all made of stories. When they finally put us underground, the stories are what will go on. Not forever, perhaps, but for a time. It's a kind of immortality, I suppose, bounded by limits, it's true, but then so's everything.