I realized a long time ago not to worry about whodunnit; the more answers you find, the more questions they’ll keep raising.

If we are not willing to destroy the beauty we have created, we become slaves to it.

If you don’t make peace with your own mortality, you’ll never know what it’s like to truly be alive.

Who needs luck when you’ve got a key?

You can leave a place, you can leave a situation. You can quit a job, move to a different house, forget a thing that has happened, or even give up on a love. But the one thing you can never walk away from is yourself.

All your dreams are ground to dust in the gears of time.

...the age of surveillance is only a symptom of the new hyper-narcissism that has infected our collective reality tunnels. We invite the surveillance cameras into our homes because they are proof that someone is paying attention to us.

We have stopped natural selection from purifying the species because deep in our heart of hearts, we are all terrified that we won't make the cut.

...their hearts had still not been hardened with the inevitable cynicism that familiarity and experience breed. 

If you don't make peace with your own mortality, you'll never know what it's like to truly be alive.