“The older I get, the more I lose my ability to breathe.”

“Breathing, nYou had asthma as a child, had to carry around an inhaler. But when you grew older, it went away. You could run for miles and it was fine. Sometimes I worry that this is happening to me in reverse. The older I get, the more I lose my ability to breathe.”

“The older I get, the more I appreciate my childhood. It was paradise.”

“Because life is short. I feel we’re made of a hunger, a desire for life – if that can be described as a material. As I get older, I’m trying to open that channel more. If you don’t, if you close off desire and get complacent, life loses its freshness and sweetness, and that’s what I crave. That’s my bliss.”

“The older I get, the more clearly I remember things that never happened.”

“The older I get, the more I believe in what I can't explain or understand, even more than the things that are explainable and understandable.”