It’s the same with menus and men and just about anything else: we think we’re choosing things for ourselves, but in fact we may not be choosing anything. It could be that everthing’s being decided in advance and we pretend we’re making choices. Free will may be an illusion. I often think that.
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I am 55 years old now. It takes three years to write one book. I don’t know how many books I will be able to write before I die.