Man exists for his own sake and not to add a laborer to the State.

No matter what your work, let it be your own. No matter what your occupation, let what you are doing be organic. Let it be in your bones. In this way, you will open the door by which the affluence of heaven and earth shall stream into you.

How we hate this solemn Ego that accompanies the learned, like a double, wherever he goes.

I am always insincere, as always knowing there are other moods.

Outside among your fellows, among strangers, you must preserve appearances, a hundred things you cannot do; but inside, the terrible freedom.

Creative force, like a musical composer, goes on unweariedly repeating a simple air or theme, now high, now low, in solo, in chorus, ten thousand times reverberated, till it fills earth and heaven with the chant.

If we encounter a man of rare intellect, we should ask him what books he reads.