Because you're not what I would have you be, I blind myself to who, in truth, you are.

Life," said Emerson, "consists in what a man is thinking all day." If that be so, then my life is nothing but a big intestine. I not only think about food all day, but I dream about it at night.

You’re crazy, Zaphod,” he was saying, “Magrathea is a myth, a fairy story, it’s what parents tell their kids about at night if they want them to grow up to become economists,

He wakes up utterly bored and discomfited, chagrined to think that he did not die overnight.

Written By Henry Miller

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