The wisest people are the clowns, like Harpo Marx, who would not speak. If I could have anything I want I would like God to listen to what Harpo was not saying, and understand why Harpo would not talk.

I'm not much but I'm all I have.

If I'd known it was harmless, I'd have killed it myself!

To live is to be haunted.

Perhaps if you know you are insane then you are not insane. Or you are becoming sane, finally.

No structure, even an artificial one, enjoys the process of entropy. It is the ultimate fate of everything, and everything resists it.

The person I am now, compared with the person in the dream, has been baffled and defeated and only supposes he enjoys a full life. In the dreams, I see what a full life really consists of, and it is not what I really have.