There will be more calamities, more death, more despair. Not the slightest indication of a change anywhere. The cancer of our time is eating us away. Our heroes have killed themselves, or are killing themselves.

In every man's heart there is anchored a little schooner.

Life's wildest moment---she kneels on the sidewalk. Everything else she does is lies, lies.

There is the happiness which comes from creative effort. The joy of dreaming, creating, building, whether in painting a picture, writing an epic, singing a song, composing a symphony, devising new invention, creating a vast industry.

Keep your exclamation points under control!

I believe in saying the truth, coming out with it cold, shocking if necessary, not disguising it.

Of course you don't die. Nobody dies. Death doesn't exist. You only reach a new level of vision, a new realm of consciousness, a new unknown world.