You will never be hopeless and disappoint if you don't expect anything from anyone.

To be in a habitat—even a quite large and cosmopolitan one—when the Eye came around was, in pre-Zero terms, a little bit like being in a small town on the prairie and having a mobile Manhattan suddenly roll over the horizon, surround you, have a hundred kinds of intercourse with you, and then move on.

I spend all my time thinking things through. It’s acting on my thoughts that gets tricky. Which ones should I act on, and which ones should I ignore?

They've built their nests in the chimneys of my heart: those swallows that you lost.

Written By Tom Robbins

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