He felt as though his heart were a bomb, a complicated bomb that would result in a simple explosion, wrecking the world without rocking it.

Numbers constitute the only universal language.

Her sureness was based on the power to limit experience arbitrarily.

Art Is a Way Out. Do not let life overwhelm you. When the old paths are choked with the débris of failure, look for newer and fresher paths. Art is just such a path. Art is distilled from suffering.

Let him ride a horse. He's a cowboy ain't he?

Betty took him for a walk in the zoo and he was amused by her evident belief in the curative power of animals. She seemed to think that it must steady him to look at a buffalo.

He thought of how calm he was. His calm was so perfect that he could not destroy it even by being conscious of it.