Genius gives birth, talent delivers. What Rembrandt or Van Gogh saw in the night can never be seen again.

colleges being nothing but grooming schools for the middle-class non-identity which usually finds its perfect expression on the outskirts of the campus in rows of well-to-do houses with lawns and television sets in each living room with everybody looking at the same thing and thinking the same thing at the same time while the Japhies of the world go prowling in the wilderness to hear the voice crying in the wilderness, to find the ecstacy of the stars, to find the dark mysterious secret of the origin of faceless wonderless crapulous civilization.

Practice kindness all day to everybody and you will realize you're already in heaven now.

What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-by. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.

It's hard to explain and best thing to do is not be false.

And with joy you realize for the first time "Thinking's just like not thinking — So I don't have to think any more".

cliches are truisms and all truisms are true