All my good reading, you might say, was done in the toilet. There are passages in Ulysses which can be read only in the toilet - if one wants to extract the full flavor of their content.

The essential thing is to WANT to sing. This then is a song. I am singing.

Part of the act of creating is in discovering your own kind. They are everywhere. But don't look for them in the wrong places.

There are no "facts"- there is only the fact that man, every man everywhere in the world, is on his way to ordination. Some men take the long route and some take the short route. Every man is working out his own way and nobody can be of help except by being kind, generous, and patient.

I used to think a bird couldn't fly if its wings got wet.

What is an artist? He's a man who has antennae, who knows how to hook up to the currents which are in atmosphere, in the cosmos.

It is with the soul that we grasp the essence of another human being, not with the mind, nor even with the heart.