Carl Jung
“I do not forget that my voice is but one voice, my experience a mere drop in the sea, my knowledge no greater than the visual field in a microscope.”
Kurt Vonnegut
“Life is a garden, not a road. We enter and exit through the same gate. Wandering, where we go matters less than what we notice.”
Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five
“And Lot’s wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human. So she was turned into a pillar of salt. So it goes.”
Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children
“Perhaps the story you finish is never the one you begin.”
Leo Tolstoy
“All the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow.”
Thomas Pynchon, Against the Day
“Remember, God didn’t say, ‘I’m gonna make light now,’ he said, ‘Let there be light.’ His first act was to allow light into what had been Nothing. Like God, you also have to always work with the light, make it do only what you want it to do.”
Samuel Beckett
“Hold the old holding hand. Hold and be held. Plod on and never recede. Slowly with never a pause plod on and never recede.”
Andy Warhol 
“I broke something and realized I should break something once a week to remind me how fragile life is.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Be silly. Be honest. Be kind.”
Fyodor Dostoevsky
“It’s life that matters, nothing but life—the process of discovering, the everlasting and perpetual process, not the discovery itself, at all.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Every wall is a door.”
Jean-Paul Sartre
“Smooth and smiling faces everywhere, but ruin in their eyes.”
Carl Jung
“People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own soul. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.”
David Eagleman
“We open our eyes and we think we’re seeing the whole world. But what has become clear—and really just in the last few centuries—is that when you look at the electromagnetic spectrum we are seeing less than 1/10 billionth of the information that’s riding on there. So we call that visible light. But everything else passing through our bodies is completely invisible to us. Even though we accept the reality that’s presented to us, we’re really only seeing a little window of what’s happening.”
Septim themes