The Image is more than an idea. It is a vortex or cluster of fused ideas and is endowed with energy.

All my life I believed I knew something. But then one strange day came when I realized that I knew nothing, yes, I knew nothing. And so words became void of meaning. I have arrived too late at ultimate uncertainty.

Adolf Hitler was a Jeanne d'Arc, a saint. He was a martyr. Like many martyrs, he held extreme views.

What thou lovest well remains, the rest is dross What thou lov’st well shall not be reft from thee What thou lov’st well is thy true heritage

A man's hope measures his civilization. The attainability of the hope measures, or may measure, the civilization of his nation and time.

What matters is not the idea a man holds, but the depth at which he holds it.

The eyes of this dead lady speak to me For here was love, was not to be drowned out. And here desire, not to be kissed away. The eyes of this dead lady speak to me.