“So help me God it gets more and more preposterous, it corresponds less and less to what I remember and what I expect as if the force of live were centrifugal and threw one further and further away from one's purest memories and ambitions...”
“The further I get from the things that I care about, the less I care about how much further away I get.”
“The older I getThe further I goThe more I learnThe less I know”
“The further one goes, the less one knows.”
“The further on we go, the more meaning there is, but the less articulable. You live your life and the older you get- the more specifically you harvest- the more precious becomes every ounce and spasm. Your life and times don’t drain of meaning because they become more contradictory, ornamented by paradox, inexplicable. The less explicable, the more meaning. The less like a mathematics equation (a sum game); the more like music (significant secret).”
“The more one knows of one's religion the less one believes - no one living knows more of mine than I.”