Only words and conventions can isolate us from the entirely undefinable something which is everything.

We have a strange anxiety in us; that if we don't interfere then it won't happen. Now that's the root of an enormous amount of trouble.

Make a spurious division of one process into two, forget that you have done it, and then puzzle for centuries as to how the two get together.

Total situations are, therefore, patterns in time as much as patterns in space.

You are something that the whole world is doing just as when the sea has waves on it.

There is no way of making a hedge grow like pruning it. There is no way of making sex interesting like repressing it.

Life is like music for its own sake. We are living in an eternal now, and when we listen to music we are not listening to the past, we are not listening to the future, we are listening to an expanded present.