The church of my choice is the free, open world.

The will to believe chases out the rational mind, whenever and wherever the two come into conflict.

Unless we can psychologically accommodate change, we ourselves begin to die, inwardly. What I am saying is that objects, customs, habits, and ways of life must perish so that the authentic human being can live. And it is the authentic human being who matters most, the viable, elastic organism which can bounce back, absorb, and deal with the new.

Insanity - to have to construct a picture of one's life, by making inquiries of others.

When you are crazy you learn to keep quiet.

The odd thing in this world is that an eager-beaver type, with no original ideas, who mimes those in authority above him right to the last twist of necktie and scrape of chin, always gets noticed. Gets selected. Rises.

I think great art should play a part in the ordinary man's life, don't you? It can make his existence so much richer and more meaningful.