Our age is one of transition, in which the normal channels for utilizing the daimonic are denied; and such ages tend to be times when the daimonic is expressed in its most destructive form.

People attain worth and dignity by the multitude of decisions they make from day to day.

Beauty is the experience that gives us a sense of joy and a sense of peace simultaneously.

People only change when it becomes too dangerous to stay the way they are.

Poets may be delightful creatures in the meadow or the garret, but they are menaces on the assembly line.

Every human being must have a point at which he stands against the culture, where he says, this is me and the damned world can go to hell.

It is an ironic habit of human beings to run faster when we have lost our way.