What a desire! ... to live in peace with that word: Myself.

What can be heavier than wealth than freedom?

I see the mind of the five-year-old as a volcano with two vents: destructiveness and creativeness.

When I teach people, I marry them.

As the blackness of the night recedes so does the nadir of yesterday. The child I am forgets so quickly.

... of the two kinds of order, the conscious and the unconscious order, only one is real. It's the order in the deep hidden places.

It's just as possible to live to the full in a narrow corner as it is in bigness.