The Dying Sun Will Glow

A Warrior, On The Other Hand, Is A Hunter. He Calculates Everything. That's Control. But Once His Calculations Are Over He Acts. He Lets Go. That's Abandon.

The Warrior: Silent In His Struggle, Undetainable Because He Has Nothing To Lose, Functional And Efficacious Because He Has Everything To Gain.

The World Is Such-and-such Or So-and-so Only Because We Tell Ourselves That That Is The Way It Is.

A Hunter That Is Worth His Salt Does Not Catch Game Because He Sets His Traps, Or Because He Knows The Hunting Routines Of His Prey, But Because He Himself Has No Routines. This Is His Advantage. He Is Not At All Like The Animals He Is After, Fixed By Heavy Routines And Predictable Quirks; He Is Free, Fluid, Unpredictable

For Me The World Is Weird Because It Is Stupendous, Awesome, Mysterious, Unfathomable; My Interest Has Been To Convince You That You Must Assume Responsibility For Being Here, In This Marvelous World, In This Marvelous Desert, In This Marvelous Time. I Want To Convince You That You Must Learn To Make Every Act Count, Since You Are Going To Be Here For Only A Short While, In Fact, Too Short For Witnessing All The Marvels Of It.