The primordial blessing, 'increase and multiply', has suddenly become a hemorrhage of terror. We are numbered in billions, and massed together, marshalled, numbered, marched here and there, taxed, drilled, armed, worked to the point of insensibility, dazed by information, drugged by entertainment, surfeited with everything, nauseated with the human race and with ourselves, nauseated with life.

The problem today is that there are no deserts, only dude ranches.

When we are strong, we are always much greater than the things that happen to us.

We cannot achieve greatness unless we lose all interest in being great.

To worship our false selves is to worship nothing. And the worship of nothing is hell.

Humility is the surest sign of strength.

Love is a special way of being alive.