You know what the greatest tragedy is in the whole world? It’s all the people who never find out what it is they really want to do or what it is they’re really good at. It’s all the sons who become blacksmiths because their fathers were blacksmiths. It’s all the people who could be really fantastic flute players who grow old and die without ever seeing a musical instrument, so they become bad plowmen instead. It’s all the people with talents who never even find out. Maybe they are never even born in a time when it’s even possible to find out. It’s all the people who never get to know what it is that they can really be. It’s all the wasted chances.
The whole of life is just like watching a click, he thought. Only it’s as though you always get in ten minutes after the big picture has started, and no one will tell you the plot, so you have to work it all out yourself from the clues.
The moments that change your life are the ones that happen suddenly, like the one where you die.
Inside every old person is a young person wondering what happened.
If the abnormal goes on long enough it becomes the normal.
Fate don’t like it when people take up more space than they ought to.
Everything looks interesting until you do it. Then you find it’s just another job.
Chances are where you find them.
Believe it. That was the way. Never stop believing. Fool the eye, fool the brain.
