But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.

Our goal is to discover that we have always been where we ought to be

We live together, we act on, and react to, one another; but always and in all circumstances we are by ourselves. [...] By its very nature every embodied spirit is doomed to suffer and enjoy in solitude. Sensations, feelings, insights, fancies - all these are private and, except through symbols and at second hand, incommunicable.

At their first appearance innovators have always been derided as fools and mad men.

One thinks one's something unique and wonderful at the center of the universe, when in fact one's just a slight interruption in the ongoing march of entropy.

The man who comes back through the Door in the Wall will never be quite the same as the man who went out. He will be wiser but less sure, happier but less self-satisfied, humbler in acknowledging his ignorance yet better equipped to understand the relationship of words to things, of systematic reasoning to the unfathomable mystery which it tries, forever vainly, to comprehend

We shall be permitted to live on this planet only for as long as we treat all nature with compassion and intelligence.