I Admit That Thoughts Influence The Body.

Common Sense Consists Of Those Layers Of Prejudice Laid Down Before The Age Of 18.

Art Is Standing With One Hand Extended Into The Universe And One Hand Extended Into The World, And Letting Ourselves Be A Conduit For Passing Energy.

But In Physics I Soon Learned To Scent Out The Paths That Led To The Depths, And To Disregard Everything Else, All The Many Things That Clutter Up The Mind, And Divert It From The Essential. The Hitch In This Was, Of Course, The Fact That One Had To Cram All This Stuff Into One's Mind For The Examination, Whether One Liked It Or Not.

I Know What It's Like To See One's Mother Go Through The Agony Of Death And Be Unable To Help; There Is No Consolation. We All Have To Bear Such Heavy Burdens, For They Are Unalterably Linked To Life.

Not All That Counts, Can Be Counted