If perfection is stagnation, then Heaven is a swamp.

Here's how the people live here, in big house-shaped boxes to keep off 'rain' and 'snow,' holes cut in the sides so they can see out. They move around in smaller boxes, painted different colours, with wheels on the corners. They need this box-culture because each person thinks of herself and himself as locked in a box called a 'body,' arms and legs, fingers to move pencils and tools, languages because they've forgotten how to communicate, eyes because they've forgotten how to see. Odd little planet. Wish you were here. Home soon.

Your only obligation in any lifetime is to be true to yourself. Being true to anyone else or anything else is not only impossible, but the mark of a fake messiah.

Our disasters have been some of the best things that ever happened to us. And what we swore were blessings have been some of the worst.

Live never to be ashamed if anything you say or do is published around the world, even if what is said is not true.

I want to be very close to someone I respect and admire and have somebody who feels the same way about me.

Character comes from following our highest sense of right, from trusting ideas without being sure they’ll work.