The unfed mind devours itself.
At college, I wasn't passionate about anything I was studying.
The criticism is, once I get something flying, I lose interest in it.
When people are bored it is primarily with themselves.
I cannot look at a question and not try to find the answer, even if I don't know it.
The truth knocks on the door and you say, go away, I'm looking for the truth, and it goes away. Puzzling.
It was not easy to get all my questions answered, frankly.
Greed probably figures in my intellectual life as well, as I attempt to absorb a massive amount of information with consequent mental indigestion.
I read less and less. I have not forgiven books for their failure to tell me the truth and make me happy.
Sometimes in a large family, you get taken to a movie and there just isn't enough space or not enough tickets and you get left out. Those are the movies you remember because you never got to see them!
I just love characters that are complex, that you can dig into and keep itching the scratch and never quite be satisfied because they have enough going on with them that it's like a giant puzzle.
