I don't know exactly how it's done. I let it alone a good deal.

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.

I feel that art has something to do with the achievement of stillness in the midst of chaos. A stillness which characterizes prayer, too, and the eye of the storm. I think that art has something to do with an arrest of attention in the midst of distraction.

Hapiness can only be found if you can free yourself of all other distractions.

In an age of madness, to expect to be untouched by madness is a form of madness. But the pursuit of sanity can be a form of madness, too

Readiness to answer all questions is the infallible sign of stupidity.

No realistic, sane person goes around Chicago without protection.