Real life seems to have no plots.

Real life seems to have no plots.

Life is a handful of short stories, pretending to be a novel.

Life is a handful of short stories, pretending to be a novel.

Sometimes I wish life had a fast-forward button.

Sometimes I wish life had a fast-forward button.

Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought into connection with action. They read more

Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought into connection with action. They must be woven together.

Open your eyes, look within. Are you satisfied with the life you're living?

Open your eyes, look within. Are you satisfied with the life you're living?

What each must seek in his life never was on land or sea. It is something out of his own read more

What each must seek in his life never was on land or sea. It is something out of his own unique potentiality for experience, something that never has been and never could have been experienced by anyone else.

We spend our lives talking about this mystery. Our life.

We spend our lives talking about this mystery. Our life.

All of us have our troubles. But no matter how unhappy we are, life has to carry on.

All of us have our troubles. But no matter how unhappy we are, life has to carry on.

You've got to keep fighting -- you've got to risk your life every six months to stay alive.

You've got to keep fighting -- you've got to risk your life every six months to stay alive.