The beach is not the place to work; to read, write or think.

If one talks to more than four people, it is an audience; and one cannot really think or exchange thoughts with an audience.

Geniuses were like storms or cyclones, pulling everything into their path, sticks and stones and dust.

# "I saw the most beautiful cat today. It was sitting by the side of the road, its two front feet neatly and graciously together. Then it gravely swished around its tail to completely encircle itself. It was so fit and beautifully neat, that gesture, and so self-satisfied, so complacent.

One must go through periods of numbness that are harder to bear than grief.

war is a thug's game. The thug strikes first and harder. He doesn't go by rules and he isn't afraid of hurting people.

When one is a stranger to oneself then one is estranged from others too. If one is out of touch with oneself, then one cannot touch others. Only when one is connected to one's own core is.