The Far Side of Pluto: What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls it butterfly
The Far Side of Pluto: You know it's autumn when you see the fallen leaves but you can't see the dog poop underneath
The Far Side of Pluto: Water is the most perfect traveller because when it travels it becomes the path itself
The Far Side of Pluto: We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same.
The Far Side of Pluto: If the dream is a translation of waking life, waking life is also a translation of the dream
The Far Side of Pluto: There is no abstract art. You must always start with something. Afterward, you can remove all traces of reality.
The Far Side of Pluto: Almost everyone loves sunsets but they all forget that mosquitoes love sunsets too
The Far Side of Pluto: “Dear future generations: Please accept our apologies. We were rolling drunk on petroleum.”
The Far Side of Pluto: "If New York City itself were a character in a mystery novel it would be the enigmatic lady who knows the answer but isn't going to tell you."
The Far Side of Pluto: Reason gazes above the realm of the dark but warm feelings as the Alpine peaks do above the clouds. They behold the sun more clearly and distinctly, but they are cold and unfruitful.
The Far Side of Pluto: The architect is also the music director and composer He cannot play each instrument but he needs to understand and embody the sense of each part
The Far Side of Pluto: A healthy social life is found only when, in the mirror of each soul, the whole community finds its reflection, and when, in the whole community, the virtue of each one is living