Occasionally it does hit me, the words on a page. And I still love doing that, as I have for the last 60 years.

I mean, if a thing works, if a thing is right, respect that, acknowledge it, respect it and hold to it.

There are no hard distinctions between what is real and what is unreal, nor between what is true and what is false. A thing is not necessarily either true or false; it can be both true and false.

Nothing is more sterile or lamentable than the man content to live within himself.

A short piece of work means as much to me as a long piece of work.

I never think of myself as wise. I think of myself as possessing a critical intelligence which I intend to allow to operate.

One way of looking at speech is to say it is a constant stratagem to cover nakedness.