Art is one of the means whereby man seeks to redeem a life which is experienced as chaotic, senseless, and largely evil.

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

Did you ever feel, as though you had something inside you that was only waiting for you to give it a chance to come out? Some sort of extra power that you aren't using - you know, like all the water that goes down the falls instead of through the turbines?

Both of us victims of the same twentieth-century plague. Not the Black Death, this time; the Gray Life.

Happiness is like coke — something you get as a by-product in the process of making something else.

By comparison with a night-club, churches are positively gay.

Each person is at each moment capable of remembering all that has ever happened to him and of perceiving everything that is happening everywhere in the universe.