One can be a great poet and be politically stupid.

Show not what has been done, but what can be. How beautiful the world would be if there were a procedure for moving through labyrinths.

At most, recognizing that our history was inspired by many tales we now recognize as false should make us alert, ready to call to constantly into question the very tale we believe true, because the criterion of the wisdom of the community is based on constant awareness of the fallibility of our learning.

Listening doesn't mean trying to understand. Anything, however trifling, may be of use one day. What matters is to know something that others don't know you know.

The Roseicrucians were everywhere, aided by the fact that they didn't exist.

You’ll come back To me . . . It’s written in the stars, you see, you’ll come back. You’ll come back, it’s a fact that I am strong because I do believe in you.

I felt like poisoning a monk.