You sit down and you do it, and you do it, and you do it, until you have learned to do it.

Art is action. The way I live my life to its highest degree is by writing, the practice of art.

It is a real wilderness, and those who go there should not feel too safe.

The end justifies the means. But what if there never is an end? All we have is means.

We broke the world to make it whole.

Freedom is a heavy load, a great and strange burden for the spirit to undertake. It is not easy. It is not a gift given, but a choice made, and the choice may be a hard one. The road goes upward towards the light; but the laden traveler may never reach the end of it.

Hate gets going, it goes round, it gets older and tighter and older and tighter, until it holds a person inside it like a fist holds a stick.