We are here to bring to consciousness the beauty and power that are around us and to praise the people who are here with us.

I think that the dying pray at the last not please but thank you, as a guest thanks his host at the door. Falling from airplanes the people are crying thank you, thank you, all down the air; and the cold carriages draw up for them on the rocks.

Every book has an intrinsic impossibility, which its writer discovers as soon as his first excitement dwindles.

if you stay still, earth buries you, ready or not.

Like everyone in his right mind, I feared Santa Claus.

The mind itself is an art object. It is a Mondrian canvas onto whose homemade grids it fits its own preselected products. Our knowledge is contextual and only contextual. Ordering and invention coincide: we call their collaboration knowledge.

If we listened to our intellect, we’d never have a love affair... or go into business. You’ve got to jump off cliffs and build your wings on the way down.