A child's a plaything for an hour.

Cultivate simplicity or rather should I say banish elaborateness, for simplicity springs spontaneous from the heart.

A child is fed with milk and praise.

Hopelessness sets in, when a man is bound up in his shame -- living small, within that closed horizon of fantasy and self-absorption.

While fiction is often impossible, it should not be implausible.

The average man will bristle if you say his father was dishonest, but he will brag a little if he discovers that his great-grandfather was a Pirate.

The thought of the future life with its prerogatives and joys helps to make the trials of the present seem light and transient.

There's something about fear and aesthetic that go hand in hand.

I mean you last as long as lies.

I want to sing simple things for the simple lives of simple people.

I think people want success, you know, and I'm the captain.

I want to be reborn as a tree; that way I can plant my roots down, never move and can never be separated from the ones I love.

The devil has his elect.