The function of man is to live, not to exist.

I did not begin when I was born, nor when I was conceived. I have been growing, developing, through incalculable myriads of millenniums... All my previous selves have their voices, echoes, promptings in me... Oh, incalculable times again shall I be born.

If cash comes with fame, come fame; if cash comes without fame, come cash.

Ever bike? Now that's something that makes life worth living!

A man with a club [bat] is a law-maker, a man to be obeyed, but not necessarily conciliated.

He was mastered by the sheer surging of life, the tidal wave of being, the perfect joy of each separate muscle, joint, and sinew in that it was everything that was not death, that it was aglow and rampant, expressing itself in movement, flying exultantly under the stars.

I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot.