My God, but what do I care about the laws of nature and arithmatic if for some reason these laws and two times two is four are not to my liking?

Perhaps I really regard myself as an intelligent man only because throughout my entire life I've never been able to start or finish anything.

People with new ideas, people with the faintest capacity for saying something new, are extremely few in number, extraordinarily so, in fact.

Love every leaf, every ray of light. Love the animals, love the plants, love each separate thing. Loving all, you will perceive the mystery of God in all.

Man is stupid, phenomenally stupid.

Sometimes a man is intensely, even passionately, attached to suffering — that is a fact.

Man, so long as he remains free, has no more constant and agonizing anxiety than find as quickly as possible someone to worship.