“My goal is to draw a line with some 'flavor' to it.”
“My formula for happiness: a Yes, a No, a straight line, a goal.”
“I poured a compass into my coffee, to give the flavor some direction.”
“This is tantamount to saying, "My hand is weak. I cannot draw a straight line,—that is, a line which will be the shortest line between two given points,—and so, in order to make it more easy for myself, I, intending to draw a straight, will choose for my model a crooked line." The weaker my hand, the greater the need that my model should be perfect.”
“The lines we draw that make us who we are are potent by virtue of being non-negotiable, and even, at some level, indefensible.”
“What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines we draw aren't the lines we wanted.”