Art is the attention we pay to the wholeness of the world.

I’ve carved the puppet, and I manipulate the strings, but while it’s on stage, the show belongs to the puppet.

Imagination is like the drunk man who lost his watch and must get drunk again to find it.

In curved Einsteinian space we are at all times, technically, looking at the back of our own head.

Theres nothing like being a soldier for confidence or learning your limits or enduring utter humiliation.

We will always return to the private and inviolable act of reading as our culture's way of developing an individual.

Sometimes when reading Goethe I have the paralyzing suspicion that he is trying to be funny.