To study ethics, read fiction, not philosophy.
Identity, that spectator of what he calls himself,
That net and aggregate of energies in transient combination.
So many selves, so little to express.
For himself a man will go only so far. To stop at nothing, discard every scruple, he must be convinced that he will make a better world.
Without disgust there is nothing to tolerate or to forgive.
1. Summarize yourself in three words.
2. Prefix them with “aging.”
3. Repeat until the result is not embarrassing.
Matter makes space, and clocks make time.
What we call maturity is mostly fatigue.
You can’t always get what you want; you can’t always get what you need; but you can, perhaps, want what you need.
Space and matter are given; time is a civilized achievement.
Zeal for an end is only flexibility about the means.