There is no universe in which I wake up at 6:00 a.m. and the world isn’t on fire.
There is no big lie. There is no system. The universe is indifferent.
The universe, it’s chaos, and hurt, and death. But it is everything else, too. It’s beauty. It’s love. It’s life.
The universe will be diminished without you in it.[to Kwan]
The universe only shows us what we bring to it.
The universe is full of things we can’t explain. Fingernails. What’s that about?[to Rebecca]
The universe finally found something worse than death. Being my mother.
Maybe the universe isn’t total chaos.