In being wildly natural we recover best from being unnatural, from being spiritual.

In the knowledge of truth, what really matters is the possession of it, not the impulse under which it was sought.

This is what is hardest: to close the open hand because one loves.

Beware in the presence of cats: they never give, they do not even retaliate--they only reply, and purr in doing so.

In what does the objective measure of value lie? In the quantum of enhanced and organized power alone, in accordance with what occurs in all occurrence, a will to increase.

I am one thing, my writings are another.

Wit is the epitaph of an emotion.