For it is only in accepting death that one can truly live, and for the human animal, death has always been the great black beast from the abyss to be dreaded or defeated or avoided or hated - but never looked upon clearly face to face.

Who would bring light must endure burning.

All men are warriors. And life for everything in our universe is nothing but war.

I am not interested in things getting better; what I want is more: more human beings, more dreams, more history, more consciousness, more suffering, more joy, more disease, more agony, more rapture, more evolution, more life.

But it is the nature of life that no emotion is meant to last forever.

Life moved ever outward into infinite possibilities and yet all things were perfect and finished in every single moment, their end attained.

The true human being is the meaning of the universe. He is a dancing star. He is the exploding singularity pregnant with infinite possibilities.