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

Hell is probably quite similar to most Paris bistros ... a bit overheated, somewhat too crowded, and a little too noisy for my tastes. The waiters will surely treat you rudely and the cashiers will always add a few extra francs to your bill but ... and this is the important part ... the food will be marvelous.

The waking mind, you see, is the least serviceable in the arts.

I had to learn to think, feel, and see in a totally new fashion, in an uneducated way, in my own way, which is the hardest thing in the world. I had to throw myself into the current, knowing that I would probably sink.

We live at the edge of the miraculous.

We create our fate every day . . . most of the ills we suffer from are directly traceable to our own behavior.

Imagination is the voice of daring. If there is anything Godlike about God it is that. He dared to imagine everything.