The Seasons Do Not Push One Another;

Wake Up! If You Knew For Certain You Had A Terminal Illness--if You Had Little Time Left To Live--you Would Waste Precious Little Of It! Well, I'm Telling You...you Do Have A Terminal Illness: It's Called Birth. You Don't Have More Than A Few Years Left. No One Does! So Be Happy Now, Without Reason--or You Will Never Be At All.

People Love Miracle Stories And Dramatic Moments Of Transcendence Or Transformation, And May Then Pursue Their Own Dramatic "awakenings."

If You Desire To Dig A Well To Reach Water, Your Efforts Are More Fruitful If You Dig One 100-foot-deep Hole Than If You Dig Ten Holes Each 10 Feet Deep.

I Have An Almost Religious Zeal... Not For Technology Per Se, But For The Internet Which Is For Me, The Nervous System Of Mother Earth, Which I See As A Living Creature, Linking Up.

The Quality Of Your Moments Produces The Quality Of Your Life. So, As Thoughts Come And Go And The Waves Of Mind Rush On, Carpe Punctum-seize This Moment. It Deserves Your Full Attention, For It Will Not Pass Your Way Again.