Theres always a price for what you want.
You can’t embrace your whole life if you’re shut down. I found out that I can’t just run away and shut down. I’m losing the rest of my life doing that.
Teaching is the highest art; before the doctor, there was a teacher.
When they’d been on the run, with death maybe lying in wait around any corner, they had never been more alive. When each day might be your last, it made a big difference. You couldn’t maintain that state forever, of course; the stress would eat you alive, but putting yourself at risk did bring out your best-or your worst
We have focused only on the negatives, and not enough on incredible stories of the human spirit and of rebirth and rebuilding. That’s equally important as the tragedy.
Well. There was noting to be done for it. Things had happened as they did, time’s arrow had yet to be reversed by humans, done was done. If a man spent his life looking over his shoulder at every possible branching of his path he could have taken, he would never accomplish anything. One must learn from history so as not to repeat it, but one must not waste one’s energy or time worrying about what might have been. Sorry . . . but people die every day and the galaxy continues on quite well without them. Consider yourself lucky you are one of those as yet unselected by the Fates.
Humans suffer from self-centred notions as to the nature of life. Humans assume that alien life forms should conform to standards that match our own, including logic and morality. Even among humans, morality is ignored when expedient. Why should we expect more from an alien life form than we demand from ourselves?
You can’t embrace your whole life if you’re shut down.
He’d once heard a story about a monastery on the top of some mountain in Japan or somewhere. After a long trek in the cold to get there, the monks would offer to sell you a cup of coffee. You had a choice: There was a two-dollar cup – or a two-hundred- dollar cup. When pressed to explain the difference, the monks were reported to say, ‘A hundred and ninety-eight dollars.’
When they’d been on the run, with death maybe lying in wait around any corner, they had never been more alive. When each day might be your last, it made a big difference. You couldn’t maintain that state forever, of course; the stress would eat you alive, but putting yourself at risk did bring out your best-or your worst
I’m not a big fan of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. It’s just a personal thing, not an ego thing.