Power is just so much part of the human being because power is survival. But I wonder if that is the best way to survive, by killing someone else.

Our emotions are ever-changing and infinitely varied, but the words with which we describe them are fixed and rigid. Our life is like quicksilver, our vocabulary like steel. Sometimes a consummate poet succeeds in rendering the quality of life in words. For the rest of us, this is not possible.

The art of living is simply the art of using energy in an intelligent and creative way.

You would think that as you get older you would be more disciplined. As I get older I get less disciplined. I just play around!

Probably, the secret is to be less complicated. We of course love to make complications - look at the way we live. We have this tremendous amount of information, and probably it is really not so necessary. Maybe if you just drink water, you are kind to people and walk a little bit it's all done already. But we cannot resist this sophistication.

I have seen several deaths, too many deaths in my life, and they were all different. Each one was different. It didn't seem to be necessarily connected with the life of the person. Some people that were not particularly developed or outstanding or spiritual died very easily. Some other people were on a very high level and had a difficult time in dying.

I call children "our ultimate investment."