That we cannot rise equal to situations when we are in them — that is the tragedy of life.

Every man is working out his destiny in his own way and nobody can be of any help except by being kind, generous, and patient.

Each man has his own way of being himself and of saying it so ultimately that he can't be denied.

I'm delirious because I'm dying so fast.

We kill because we are afraid of our own shadow, afraid that if we used a little common sense we'd have to admit that our glorious principles were wrong.

Plots and character don't make life. Life is here and now, anytime you say the word, anytime you let her rip.

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.