Finding a way to live the simple life is one of life's supreme complications.

In spite of all the dishonour, the broken standards, the broken lives, The broken faith in one place or another, There was something left that was more than the tales Of old men on winter evenings.

To do the useful thing, to say the courageous thing, to contemplate the beautiful thing: that is enough for one man's life.

The circle of our understanding is a very restricted area.

O dark dark dark. They all go into the dark, The vacant interstellar spaces, the vacant into the vacant

People to whom nothing has ever happened cannot understand the unimportance of events.

To arrive where you are, to get from where you are not / You must go by a way wherein there is no ecstasy.