I have never lived before...Until this summer, I did not know what it was to be alive.

Humility is throwing oneself away in complete concentration on something or someone else.

The primary needs can be filled without language. We can eat, sleep, make love, build a house, bear children, without language. But we cannot ask questions. We cannot ask, 'Who am I? Who are you? Why?

All forms of art are consciousness expanders, and I am convinced that they will take us further, and more consciously, than drugs.

To refuse to respond is in itself a response.

I don't know if they're really like everybody else, or if they're able to pretend they are.

For the things that are seen are temporal, but things that are unseen are eternal.