Infinite are the arguments of mages.

At the pit's bottom is no anger.

Death and life are the same thing-like the two sides of my hand, the palm and the back. And still the palm and the back are not the same...They can be neither separated, nor mixed.

We're each of us alone, to be sure. What can you do but hold your hand out in the dark?

Success is somebody else's failure. Success is the American Dream we can keep dreaming because most people in most places, including thirty million of ourselves, live wide awake in the terrible reality of poverty.

If you evade suffering, you also evade the chance of joy.

Much arrogance is necessary equipment for an artist, I think. Not sufficient, but necessary. It carries one across the gaps.