Sometimes, people don’t really say what they’re really thinking. But you capture the right moment… it says more.
The Devil has been a yoke on the neck of humanity since we first began to think and dream.
Without the past, there would be nothing to think about, let alone someone to think it.
Your problem is you have spent your whole life thinking there are rules. There aren’t. We used to be gorillas. All we had is what we could take and defend.
You think people out there are getting exactly what they deserve? No. They’re getting paid over or under, but someone in the chain always gets bamboozled.
Why do humans think they can rectify one evil with another?
I think, therefore I am. I think too much, therefore I am not. I am not, therefore I am nothing. I am nothing, therefore I am dead. And if I am dead, then why am I still so goddamn lonely?
I think if we spent the time we spend thinking about not spending money, spent that time on spending money, then it’d be time well spent.
We’re all neophytes in love. None of us have the tools, or the weapons, or the resources. Prepared as we think we are, we’re defeated.
Thinking would age you terribly. It’s best you stay beautiful and a bit simple.
The fallacy of sunk cost… It’s what gamblers do. They throw good money after bad thinking they can turn their luck around. It’s like, “I’ve already spent this much money or time… whatever. I got to keep going!” No, there’s no reward at the end of this game.
It’s not very smart to pi** off a guy who thinks about killing people for a living.
