To curb the machine and limit art to handicraft is a denial of opportunity.

Adventure is humdrum and routine unless one assimilates it, unless one relates it to a central core which grows within and gives it contour and significance. Raw experience is empty, just as empty as the forecastle of a whaler as in a chamber of a counting house; for it is not what one does, but in a manifold sense, what one realizes that keeps existence from being vain and trivial.

When vitality runs high, death takes men by surprise. But if they close their eyes to this possibility, what they gain in peace they lose in sensibility and significance.

Every work of art is an abstraction from time; it denies the reality of change and decay and death.

Each one of us, as long as life stirs is us, may play a part in extricating ourselves from the power system by asserting our primacy as people in quiet acts of mental or physical withdrawal-in gestures of non-conformity, in abstentions, restrictions, inhibitions, which will liberate us from the domination of the pentagon of power.

Today, the degradation of the inner life is symbolized by the fact that the only place sacred from interruption is the private toilet.

Misery, mutilation, destruction, terror, starvation and death characterize the process of war and form a principal part of the product.