Acceptance of prevailing standards often means we have no standards of our own.

Fear is a noose that binds until it strangles.

We learn the rope of life by untying its knots.

Thank everyone who calls out your faults, your anger, your impatience, your egotism; do this consciously, voluntarily.

In a sick world, it is the first duty of the artist to get well.

There is no such thing as happiness. Life bends joy and pain, beauty and ugliness, in such a way that no one may isolate them. No one should want to. Perfect joy, or perfect pain, with no contrasting element to define them, would mean a monotony of consciousness, would mean death

Talk about it only enough to do it. Dream about it only enough to feel it. Think about it only enough to understand it. Contemplate it only enough to be it.