There are no chaste minds. Minds copulate wherever they meet.

The genuine artist is as much a dissatisfied person as the revolutionary, yet how diametrically opposed are the products each distills from his dissatisfaction.

One of the chief differences between an adult and a juvenile is that the adult knows when he is an ass while the juvenile never does.

The hardest thing to cope with is not selfishness or vanity or deceitfulness, but sheer stupidity.

Craving, not having, is the mother of a reckless giving of oneself.

How much easier is self-sacrifice than self-realization!

When we are in competition with ourselves, and match our todays against our yesterdays, we derive encouragement from past misfortunes and blemishes. Moreover, the competition with ourselves leaves unimpaired our benevolence toward our fellow men.