Each something is a celebration of the nothing that supports it.

Try as we may to make a silence, we cannot.

The purpose of music is to sober and quiet the mind, thus making it susceptible to divine influences.

All I know about method is that when I am not working I sometimes think I know something, but when I am working, it is quite clear I know nothing.

I never had a hat, never wore one, but recently was given a brown suede duck-hunting hat. The moment I put it on I realized I was starved for a hat. I kept it warm by putting it on my head. I made plans to wear it especially when I was going to do any thinking. Somewhere in Virginia, I lost my hat.

We only hear what we listen for.

I want to change my way of seeing, NOT my way of feeling. I was perfectly happy about my feelings.