We are like fruitflies, measuring everything in terms of our own lifespan. But since our lifespans are so short, our perspective is entirely wrong. God, who inhabits eternity, sees things differently. He knows that our lives are just a mist. We shoul...
You know, I think that allowing somebody, one mere person to believe that he or she is like, the vessel you know, like the font and the essence and the source of all divine, creative, unknowable, eternal mystery is just a smidge too much responsibili...
The solitary and thoughtful stroller finds a singular intoxication in this universal communion. The man who loves to lose himself in a crowd enjoys feverish delights that the egoist locked up in himself as in a box, and the slothful man like a mollus...
Once I was free in the shackles of sin: Free to be tempted, just bound to give in; Free to be captive to any desire; Free to eternally burn in hell’s fire. ‘Til Someone bought me and called me His slave: Bound by commands I am free to obey; Capti...
Typically, a psychiatrist can fool a patient by telling him the root of his problem can be fixed with this pill, that support group, and more psychiatry appointments. They don't tell the patient that the really fucked up people never get better. They...
I believe that a godly home is a foretaste of heaven. Our homes, imperfect as they are, must be a haven from the chaos outside. They should be a reflection of our eternal home, where troubled souls find peace, weary hearts find rest, hungry bodies fi...
Recognize the light within you. That is the goodness. The unconditional love. The one that has protected you. Guided you to your highest calling. It is the stars in heaven, that remind us we are never alone. The night can never be so black, for every...
One of the ultimate ironies of eternity is that the adversary, who is miserable precisely because he has no physical body, invites and entices us to share in his misery through the improper use of our bodies. The very tool he does not have and cannot...
[Joel calls Clem on the telephone] Clementine: What took you so long? Joel: I just walked in. Clementine: Do you miss me? Joel: Oddly enough, I do! Clementine: You said "I do" - I guess that means we're married! Joel: I guess so!
Patrick: Baby, whats wrong? Clementine: I don't know! I DON'T KNOW! I'm lost! I'm scared! I feel like I'm disappearing! MY SKIN'S COMING OFF! I'M GETTING OLD! Nothing makes any sense to me! NOTHING MAKES ANY SENSE!
[as Joel and Clementine eat out, he thinks about the other glum-looking couples in the restaurant] Joel: Are we like those bored couples you feel sorry for in restaurants? Are we the dining dead? I can't stand the idea of us being a couple people thi...
Clementine: [Clementine has dyed her hair orange] You like? To match my sweatshirt, exactly. Joel: Ahaaahhhhh! Ohhhhhh! I like it! Clementine: You do? Joel: You look like a tangerine! Clementine: Hmmm, Clementine the tangerine. Joel: Juicy... 'n seed...
Clementine: HEY! Lets go out dancing! You want to go out to Montauk with me? Patrick: Montauk? Clementine: Yeah, NO! Come out to Boston with me! Patrick: Sure, we can go next weekend. Clementine: NO! Now! Now! I have to go see the frozen Charles NOW!
Mary: I wanted to understand as much as I could about the procedure as possible... I think it's important for my job to understand the inner workings of the work that we do, well not that I do, but the work that is done by people where I also work, t...
Hoggle: And you wouldn't be so brave if you'd ever smelled the Bog of Eternal Stench. It's, it's... Sarah: Is that all it does, is smell? Hoggle: Oh, believe me, that's enough! But the worst thing is, if you so much as set a foot in the Bog of Stench...
Lieutenant Commander Data: [about the Borg Queen] She brought me closer to humanity than I ever thought possible. And for a time, I was tempted by her offer. Captain Jean-Luc Picard: How long a time? Lieutenant Commander Data: 0.68 seconds sir. For a...
Still there are moments when one feels free from one’s own identification with human limitations and inadequacies. At such moments, one imagines that one stands on some spot of a small planet, gazing in amazement at the cold yet profoundly moving b...
Are we not, all of us, in some way, damaged mirrors? Are we not constantly engaged in focusing the light of thought—memories out of the depths of human experience—onto the photographic plate of each moment? The image captured in this instant is a...
Eurocentrism is quite simply the colonizer's model of the world.
I've always been interested in invisible worlds, and I like to visit digital worlds, you know, any world that's imposed on us.
If someone does not want me it is not the end of the world. But if I do not want me, the world is nothing but endings.
