There is an inner logic to the mountain stream that exists regardless of what we say. Our stories are artifacts of our extensive neurology–no more, no less. The human is not the yardstick of the cosmos. We are not the measure of progress or elevated above the natural world. Our destruction or preservation is inconsequential. …
I’d rather be a mediocre artist and a very remarkable man, than the other way around. For now, I give up neither fight.
You are never too old or too enlightened to reflect, reconsider, and grow.