God, children know something they can't tell; they like Red Riding Hood and the wolf in bed!

When one wants to become cognizant of the color and the texture of the soil, one does not get a ladder; one gets a shovel. When one wants to get into touch with the texture of the universal mind, one does not go to Boston; one goes to the Bowery.

Sleep demands of us a guilty immunity.

I can draw and write, and you'd be foolish not to hire me.

The truth is how you say it, and to be 'one's self' is the most shocking custom of all.

This head has risen above its hair in a moment of abandon known only to men who have drawn their feet out of their boots to walk awhile in the corridors of the mind.

You beat the liver out of a goose to get a pâté; you pound the muscles of a man's cardia to get a philosopher.