The enchanting, and sometimes terrifying, thing is that the world can be so many things to so many different souls. That it can be, and is, all these things at once and the same time.

No man would set a word down on paper if he had the courage to live out what he believed in.

No man is great enough or wise enough for any of us to surrender our destiny to. The only way in which anyone can lead us is to restore to us the belief in our own guidance.

If men cease to believe that they will one day become gods then they will surely become worms.

An artist is always alone - if he is an artist. No, what the artist needs is loneliness.

To be joyous is to be a madman in a world of sad ghosts.

Giving and receiving are at bottom one thing, dependent on whether one lives open or closed. Living openly one becomes a medium, a transmitter; living thus, as a river, one experiences life to the full, flows along with the current of life, and dies in order to live again as an ocean.