To live without killing is a thought which could electrify the world, if men were only capable of staying awake long enough to let the idea soak in.

The cradles of civilization are the putrid sinks of the world.

To imagine a new world is to live it daily, each thought, each glance, each step, each gesture, killing and recreating, death always a step in advance. To spit on the past is not enough. To proclaim the future is not enough. One must act as if the past were dead and the future unrealizable.

We create our fate everyday

I took care of my wheel as one would look after a Rolls Royce. If it needed repairs I always brought it to the same shop on Myrtle Avenue run by a negro named Ed Perry. He handled the bike with kid gloves, you might say. He would always see to it that neither front nor back wheel wobbled. Often he would do a job for me without pay, because, as he put it, he never saw a man so in love with his bike as I was.

To make living itself an art, that is the goal.

On the meridian of time, there is no injustice: there is only the poetry of motion creating the illusion of truth and drama.