When cleaning I do it the way people go to church — not so much to discover anything new, although I'm alert for new things, but mainly to reacquaint… - Robert M. Pirsig

Waiting. For that missing seed crystal of thought that would suddenly solidify everything.

For every fact there is an infinity of hypotheses. The more you look the more you see.

In our highly complex organic state we advanced organisms respond to our environment with an invention of many marvelous analogues. We invent earth and heavens, trees, stones and oceans, gods, music, arts, language, philosophy, engineering, civilization and science. We call these analogues reality. And they are reality. We mesmerize our children in the name of truth into knowing that they are reality. We throw anyone who does not accept these analogues into an insane asylum. But that which causes us to invent the analogues is Quality. Quality is the continuing stimulus which our environment puts upon us to create the world in which we live. All of it. Every last bit of it.