The study of crime begins with the knowledge of oneself. All that you despise, all that you loathe, all that you reject, all that you condemn and seek to convert by punishment springs from you.

The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware.

We live in the mind, in ideas, in fragments. We no longer drink in the wild outer music of the streets - we remember only.

Work on one thing at a time until finished.

Analysis brings no curative powers in its train; it merely makes us conscious of the existence of an evil, which, oddly enough, is consciousness.

There is something else to be said about this immediate, spontaneous way of working, and that is this: in such moments, one is playing at the game of creation.

Instead of asking 'How much damage will the work in question bring about?' why not ask 'How much good? How much joy?'