Our species is the only creative species, and it has only one creative instrument, the individual mind and spirit of man. Nothing was ever created by two men. There are no good collaborations, whether in music, in art, in poetry, in mathematics, in philosophy. Once the miracle of creation has taken place, the group can build and extend it, but the group never invents anything. The preciousness lies in the lonely mind of a man.

I am sifting my memories, the way men pan the dirt under a barroom floor for the bits of gold dust that fall between the cracks. It's small mining-- small mining. You're too young a man to be panning memories, Adam. You should be getting yourself some new ones, so that the mining will be richer when you come to age.

It is possible, even probable, to be told a truth about a place, to accept it, to know it and at the same time not to know anything about it.

New York is a wonderful city... It is going to be the capital of the world.

Show me the man who isn't interested in discussing himself.

I know three things will never be believed - the true, the probable, and the logical

The final weapon is the brain, all else is supplemental.