Money poisons you when you've got it, and starves you when you haven't.

The world of men is dreaming, it has gone mad in its sleep, and a snake is strangling it, but it can't wake up.

We don't exist unless we are deeply and sensually in touch with that which can be touched but not known.

This is what I believe: That I am I. That my soul is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back. That I must have the courage to let them come and go. That I will never let mankind put anything over me, but that I will try always to recognize and submit to the gods in me and the gods in other men and women. There is my creed.

Men are not free when they're doing just what they like. Men are only free when they're doing what the deepest self likes. And there is getting down to the deepest self! It takes some diving.

For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.

The only justice is to follow the sincere intuition of the soul, angry or gentle. Anger is just, and pity is just, but judgement is never just.