Without the gods, how would I sing?' I asked.With your own voice,' he said.

But if the gods do not exist at all - then we are lost,' I said.On the contrary - we are found!' said Aesop.But when we are afraid, who can we turn to, if not the gods?'Ourselves. We turn to ourselves anyway. We only pretend there are gods and that they care about us. It is a comforting falsehood.

Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow the talent to the dark place where it leads.

Jealousy is all the fun you think they had.

Ambivalence is a wonderful tune to dance to. It has a rhythm all its own.

If you don't risk anything, you risk even more.

I have accepted fear as a part of life - specifically the fear of change... I have gone ahead despite the pounding in the heart that says: turn back.

Anger is really disappointed hope.

Without the gods, how would I sing?' I asked. With your own voice,' he said.