The world is two thirds spaghetti and meatballs, one third syphilitic chancre.

'Life', said Emerson, "consists in what a man is thinking all day." If that be so, then my life is nothing but a big intestine.

Until we accept the fact that life itself is founded in mystery, we shall learn nothing.

A book lying idle on a shelf is wasted ammunition. Like money, books must be kept in constant circulation. Lend and borrow to the maximum.

I have no money, no resources, no hopes. I am the happiest man alive.

To the man whose senses are alive and alert there is not even the need to stir from one's threshold.

In the beginning was the Word. Man acts it out. He is the act, not the actor.