The real meditation is ... the meditation on one's identity. Ah, voilà une chose!! You try it. You try finding out why you're you and not somebody else. And who in the blazes are you anyhow? Ah, voilà une chose!

Mass ought to be in Latin, unless you could do it in Greek or Chinese. In fact, any abracadabra that no bloody member of the public or half-educated ape of a clargimint could think he understood.

Almost any fool can paint an academy picture, and any imbecile can shoot off a Kodak.

Take the serious side of Disney, the Confucian side of Disney. It's in having taken an ethoswhere you have the values of courage and tenderness asserted in a way that everybody can understand. You have got an absolute genius there. You have got a greater correlation of nature than you have had since the time of Alexander the Great.

Properly, we should read for power. Man reading should be man intensely alive. The book should be a ball of light in one's hand.

Artists are the antennae of the race.

The flavors of the peach and the apricot are not lost from generation to generation. Neither are they transmitted by book learning.