Friendship Is Something That Gets Harder To

There's No Believing In God...we Either Know God, Or We Don't.

There's A Kind Of Luck That's Not Much More Than Being In The Right Place At The Right Time, A Kind Of Inspiration That's Not Much More Than Doing The Right Thing In The Right Way, And Both Only Really Happen To You When You Empty Your Heart Of Ambition, Purpose, And Plan; When You Give Yourself, Completely, To The Golden, Fate-filled Moment.

Oh, Of Course, Naturally, God Is Impossible. That Is The First Proof That He Exists." Nothing Exists As We See It. Nothing We See Is Really There, As We Think We Are Seeing It. Our Eyes Are Liars. Everything That Seems Real, Is Merely Part Of The Illusion.

Optimism Is The First Cousin Of Love, And It's Exactly Like Love In Three Ways: It's Pushy, It Has No Real Sense Of Humour, And It Turns Up Where You Least Expect It.

I Think That It Is A Part Of Growing Up, Learning To Control Our Suffering. I Think That When We Grow Up, And Learn That Happiness Is Rare, And Passes Quickly, We Become Disillusioned And Hurt. And How Much We Suffer Is A Mark Of How Much We Have Been Hurt By This Realisation. Suffering, You See, Is A Kind Of Anger. We Rage Against The Unfairness, The Injustice Of Our Sad And Sorry Lot.