I have begun in old age to understand...that we seldom if ever realize how generous we are to ourselves, and just how stingy with others.

Open discussion of many major public questions has for some time now been taboo. We can't open our mouths without being denounced as racists, misogynists, supremacists, imperialists or fascists. As for the media, they stand ready to trash anyone so designated.

I seem to have the blind self-acceptance of the eccentric who can't conceive that his eccentricities are not clearly understood.

Nobody asks you to love the whole world, only to be honest, ehrlich. Don't have a loud mouth. The more you love people the more they'll mix you up. A child loves, a person respects. Respect is better than love.

There is an immense, painful longing for a broader, more flexible, fuller, more coherent, more comprehensive account of what we human beings are, who we are and what this life is for.

We are always looking for the book it is necessary to read next.

How should I know why! I didn't invent human beings, Iggy.