Great events make me quiet and calm; it is only trifles that irritate my nerves.
Who’s crazy: people who trust other people, or people who don’t?
It’s calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion.
Life itself is the best (and the only) timekeeper.
Being crazy, for the rest of us, is a form of sanity.
The only order in the universe is just a cycle of calm and chaos.