"The Mezzanine" Quotes

I was beginning to realize that the person to blame for my frustratingly slow pace was myself.

The unexamined life may not be worth living, but the overexamined life is nothing to write home about either.

I had the sensation that I was a gasping, disembodied brain floating in a jar of warm formaldehyde.

I always found that the most grounded, sensible people are also often the most mentally disheveled.

All of my emotions have been carefully trained to make me feel like a stranger in my own life.

The constant anxiety that comes from trying to remember the names of people who have been introduced to you can be exhausting.

I realized that my mind is capable of producing an endless series of tiny distractions to prevent me from being content.

The more I learned, the more I realized how little I knew. It's like trying to fill a bath with the plug out.

I often feel like I'm living in the footnotes of my own life.

Life is a series of moments, each one containing the potential for joy or disappointment.