It is interesting to note how many of the great scientific discoveries begin as myths.

All people are struggling to be creative in some way, and the artist is the one who has succeeded in this task of life.

The poet, like the lover, is a menace on the assembly line.

Anxiety is an even better teacher than reality, for one can temporarily evade reality by avoiding the distasteful situation; but anxiety is a source of education always present because one carries it within.

We express our being by creating. Creativity is a necessary sequel to being.

Many people suffer from the fear of finding oneself alone, and so they don't find themselves at all.

The individual human is still the creature who can wonder, who can be enchanted by a sonata, who can place symbols together to make poetry to gladden our heart, who can view a sunrise with a sense of majesty and awe.