Growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of the cancer cell.

I wouldn't trade a good horse for the best Rolls-Royce ever made -- unless I could trade the Rolls for two good horses.

I despise my own nation most. Because I know it best. Because I still love it, suffering from Hope. For me, that's patrotism.

Great art is never perfect; perfect art is never great.

Where all pretend to be thinking alike, it's likely that no one is thinking at all.

I suppose each of us has his own fantasy of how he wants to die. I would like to go out in a blaze of glory, myself, or maybe simply disappear someday, far out in the heart of the wilderness I love, all by myself, alone with the Universe and whatever God may happen to be looking on. Disappear - and never return. That's my fantasy.

I believe that there is a kind of poetry, even a kind of truth, in simple fact.