Genius consists not in making great discoveries, but in seeing the connection between small discoveries.

Have you noticed that only in time of illness or disaster or death are people real?

I have discovered that most people have no one to talk to, no one, that is, who really wants to listen. When it does at last dawn on a man that you really want to hear about his business, the look that comes over his face is something to see.

If I had the choice of knowing the truth or searching for the truth, I'd take the search.

Before, I wandered as a diversion. Now I wander seriously and sit and read as a diversion.

Ignorance, if recognized, is often more fruitful than the appearance of knowledge.

For the world is broken, sundered, busted down the middle, self ripped from self and man pasted back together as mythical monster, half angel, half beast, but no man...Some day a man will walk into my office as a ghost or beast or ghost-beast and walk out as a man, which is to say sovereign wanderer, lordly exile, worker and waiter and watcher.