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I Have Never Figured Out How Women Work But I Do Know That Their Skin Color Has No Significance. Black Or White, Every Last One Is Pretty Pink On The Inside And They Are All Impossible.

In Nonfiction, You Have That Limitation, That Constraint, Of Telling The Truth.

Zen Is Really Just A Reminder To Stay Alive And To Be Awake. We Tend To Daydream All The Time, Speculating About The Future And Dwelling On The Past. Zen Practice Is About Appreciating Your Life In This Moment. If You Are Truly Aware Of Five Minutes A Day, Then You Are Doing Pretty Well. We Are Beset By Both The Future And The Past, And There Is No Reality Apart From The Here And Now.

If We Were Doomed To Live Forever, We Would Scarcely Be Aware Of The Beauty Around Us.

You See ... A Man Like Me, A Cautious Man, Has His Life All Figured Out According To A Pattern, And Then The Pattern Flies Apart. You Run Around For Quite A While Trying To Repair It, Until One Day You Straighten Up Again With An Armful Of Broken Pieces, And You See That The World Has Gone On Without You And You Can Never Catch Up With Your Old Life, And You Must Begin All Over Again.