Time’s a funny thing to understand. Passing the time, finding time, losing time. Time that flies. You can’t cheat time and you can’t beat time. You can’t touch it, taste it, see it, smell it. Time stops for nobody. And I mean nobody.
You’re an obsessive-compulsive wacko, Cesar. You’re anal as hell. I, on the other hand, am oral as hell.
You think one year of medical school entitles you to plow through the riches of my Emersonian mind?[to Julia]
When does an empire die? Does it collapse in one terrible moment? No. No, but there comes a time when its people no longer believe in it. Then does an empire begin to die.
There is nothing to be afraid of if you love. Or have loved. It’s an unstoppable force. It’s unbreakable. It has no limits, it’s within us, it’s around us, and it’s stretched throughout time. It’s nothing you can touch, yet it guides every decision that we make.
There are only two things impossible to stare at very long, the sun and your own soul.
In order to understand time, consciousness, courage, you must identify it in yourself.[quoting Cesar]
If you pretend to be good, the world won’t take you seriously.
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I reserve my time for people who can think. About science and literature and architecture and art. You find me cruel, selfish and unfeeling? I am. I work without caring what happens to either of us. So go back to the club, “bare it all,” and stalk the kind of people that you enjoy.[to Julia]
Greed is but a word jealous men inflict upon the ambitious.
Don’t let the now destroy the forever.
Conversation, it isn’t enough. It’s the questions that lead it to the next step, but initially you have to have a conversation.
