If time were the wicked sheriff in a horse opera, I'd pay for riding lessons and take his gun away.

Into this neutral air Where blind skyscrapers use Their full height to proclaim The strength of Collective Man, Each language pours its vain Competitive excuse.

Blessed be all metrical rules that forbid automatic responses, force us to have second thoughts, free us from the fetters of Self.

We are lived by powers we pretend to understand.

We do not change as we grow up. The difference between the child and the adult is that the former doesn't know who he is and the latter does.

What we have not named as a symbol escapes our notice.

The law cannot forgive, for the law has not been wronged, only broken; only persons can be wronged. The law can pardon, but it can only pardon what it has the power to punish.