I feel that art has something to do with the achievement of stillness in the midst of chaos.

You can spend the entire second half of your life recovering from the mistakes of the first half.

In expressing love we belong among the undeveloped countries.

The only real distinction at this dangerous moment in human history and cosmic development has nothing to do with medals and ribbons. Not to fall asleep is distinguished. Everything else is mere popcorn.

I've discovered that rejections are not altogether a bad thing. They teach a writer to rely on his own judgment and to say in his heart of hearts, 'To hell with you.'

A man is only as good as what he loves.

Live or die but don't poison everything.