Spaceman of Bohemia

“Do you feel free?”

“I feel like I’ve lost too much.”

“Freedom can feel that way.”

“My father never did anything else after that,” Valerie said. “Mostly, he became a drunk. But a man only needs one thing to be proud of. It will carry him through the rest of his life.”

In one book, your father is a hero. In another book, he is a monster. The men who don’t have books written about them have it easier.

The universe assigned the tasks of speaking and kissing to the lips because there is never a need to do both at the same time.

What did you expect? the core asked me. No, I asked that of myself. Another projection. My desperation to ascribe personality and will to capricious outcomes of chaos. The true kings of the world, elements and particles, had no agenda except movement.

Thus we never see the true State of our Condition, till it is illustrated to us by its Contraries; nor know how to value what we enjoy, but by the want of it.

Death would be so much easier to dance with if it weren’t surrounded by the clutter of civilization.

Being of use to the world doesn’t always mean having your name in the papers...My plea to you is, think beyond celebrity. Do you think Tesla cared if he had his picture taken? Think of whether you’re any good to anyone, truly.