When I am most deeply rooted, I feel the wildest desire to uproot myself.

I had been struck by the analogy between neurosis and romanticism. Romanticism was truly a parallel to neurosis. It demanded of reality an illusory world, love, an absolute which it could never obtain, and thus destroyed itself by the dream.

Living never wore one out so much as the effort not to live.

I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.

the cynic is a coward. He foresees all barrenness so that barrenness can never surprise him.

The only transformer and alchemist that turns everything into gold is love. The only magic against death, aging, ordinary life, is love.

Life, religion and art all converge in Bali. They have no word in their language for 'artist' or 'art.' Everyone is an artist.