The physical union of the sexes ... only intensifies man's sense of solitude.

We are standing on the threshold of a world-epoch of religious creativeness, on a cosmic divide.

I never remain passive in the process of reading: while I read I am engaged in a constant creative activity, which leads me to remember not so much the actual matter of the book as the thoughts evoked in my mind by it, directly or indirectly.

Creativity is the supreme mystery of life, the mystery of the appearance of something new, hitherto unknown, derived from nothing, proceeding from nothing, born of nothing other.

Self-realization is a process of permanent auto-creation, an elaboration of the new man at the expense of the old.

Death, that final evil, is one of the paths to eternity. Endless life in the conditions of our existence would be a nightmare.

Creativity is the mystery of freedom.