Marble, I perceive, covers a multitude of sins.

The rush to books and universities is like the rush to the public house. People want to drown their realization of the difficulties of living properly in this grotesque contemporary world, they want to forget their own deplorable inefficiency as artists in life.

Ultimate Reality is not clearly and immediately apprehended except by those who have made themselves loving, pure in heart and poor in spirit.

It’s embarrassing to tell you this, but it seems to come down mostly to just learning to be kinder.

You've got to be hurt and upset; otherwise you can't think of the really good, penetrating, X-rayish phrases.

Every ceiling, when reached, becomes a floor, upon which one walks as a matter of course and prescriptive right

Knowledge is an affair of symbols and is, all too often, a hindrance to wisdom, the uncovering of the self from moment to moment