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But what is the past? Could it be, the firmness of the past is just illusion? Could the past be a kaleidoscope, a pattern of images that shift with each disturbance of a sudden breeze, a laugh, a thought? And if the shift is everywhere, how would we know?

Alan Lightman

We try to impose order, both in our minds and in our conceptions of external reality.
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Both Conception External Impose Mind Order Reality
I still will sit down at the piano and play when I am wrestling with something emotionally or just want to move into the musical world.
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Down Emotion Move Musical Piano Something World Wrestling
I have a number of vague ideas where I just have the core or kernel of the idea. I feel like I need some time for my mind to fill up again. I feel empty. Right now.
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Core Idea Kernel Number Vague
That someone else was speaking the words to me and I was just writing them down. It was a very strange experience. That can happen with a short book. I don’t think it could happen with a long book.
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Book Down Experience Happen Shor Someone Speak Strange
In a world without future, each parting of friends is a death. In a world without future, each loneliness is final.
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Death Each Friend Future Part World
Our species has advanced from Stone Age to Industrial Revolution to Digital Emptiness. We’ve become weightless, in the bad sense of the word.
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Advance Imagination Revolution Sense Species World
Unfortunately, public debates do not have much room for subtlety. The audience wants a quick thrust at your opponent, not a slow and convoluted series of moves.
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Debate Much Public Room Subtitle Unfortunately
If you think about fiction writing as a spectrum, where at one end of the spectrum in the infrared, are the story tellers, and the people for whom creation of wonderful characters and telling a good story is the most important thing.
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Character Creation Fiction Infrared Tell Think Wonderful
Thoughts are no more than electrical surges in the brain.
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Brain Electrical More Surge
In our constant search for meaning in this baffling and temporary existence, trapped as we are within our three pounds of neurons,
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Baffle Constant Existence Mean Neuron Proud Search Temporary Three Trap
When the first mechanical clocks were invented, marking off time in crisp, regular intervals, it must have surprised people to discover that time flowed outside their own mental and physiological processes.
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Clock Crisp First Interval Invent Make Mechanical Time
As both a scientist and a humanist myself, I have struggled to understand different claims to knowledge, and I have eventually come to a formulation of the kind of religious belief that would, in my view, be compatible with science.
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Humanist Myself Scientific
I also like the magic realist writers, such as Borges and Marquez, and feel that interesting truths can be learned about our world by exploring highly distorted worlds.
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Borge Distorted Highly Interest Magic Realistic Truth Word
Is anything so pure? Or is love, by its nature, a reciprocity, like oceans and clouds, an evaporating of seawater and a replenishing of rain?
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Anything Cloud Evaporate Ocean Pure Rain Replenishing
If I were not a writer, I would spend more time doing the things that I am already doing, which include doing research in physics, teaching, and running a nonprofit organization with a mission to empower women in Cambodia.
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Already Doing Done Money More Spend Thing Time Water
Sadness is no more than a bit of acid transfixed in the cerebellum.
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Acid Bit Cerebellum More Sadness Transfix

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But what is the past? Could it be, the firmness of the past is just illusion? Could the past be a kaleidoscope, a pattern of images that shift with each disturbance of a sudden breeze, a laugh, a thought? And if the shift is everywhere, how would we know?

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