We have our brush and colors - paint Paradise and in we go.

Life's true face is the skull.

To cleave that sea [the Aegean] in the gentle autumnal season, murmuring the name of each islet, is to my mind the joy most apt to transport the heart of man into paradise.

I hope for nothing. I fear nothing. I am free. inscription on Kazantakis's tomb in Heraklion, Greece

I should learn to run, to wrestle, to swim, to ride horses, to row, to drive a car, to fire a rifle. I should fill my soul with flesh. I should fill my flesh with soul. In fact, I should reconcile at last within me the two internal antagonists.

As I watched the seagulls, I thought, That's the road to take; find the absolute rhythm and follow it with absolute trust.

In order to succeed, we must first believe that we can.