[S]omehow, without his being aware of it, time had coated his awe with a rind of disillusionment, and the wine of wonder had turned to vinegar.

How time slips past, masked in the rhythm of the days!

What does immortality mean to me? That we all want more time; and we want it to be quality time.

There are some things in this world you rely on, like a sure bet. And when they let you down, shifting from where you've carefully placed them, it shakes your faith, right where you stand.

The contradictions are what make human behavior so maddening and yet so fascinating, all at the same time.

Humans may be the only creatures on Earth who spend significant time thinking about the fact that someday their lives will end.