A monk is a man who considers himself one with all men because he seems constantly to see himself in every man.

God cannot be grasped by the mind. If he could be grasped, he would not be God.

Do not be troubled if you do not immediately receive from God what you ask Him; for He desires to do something even greater for you, while you cling to Him in prayer.

The further the soul advances, the greater are the adversaries against which it must contend.

Prayer is the laying aside of thoughts.

Blessed is the one who has arrived at infinite ignorance.

If you patiently accept what comes, you will always pray with joy.

A man who worships in Spirit and Truth no longer honors the Creator because of His works, but praises Him because of Himself.

Happy is the spirit that attains to the perfect formlessness at the time of prayer.

Prayer is the fruit of joy and thankfulness.

If your spirit still looks around at the time of prayer, then it does not yet pray as a monk. You are no better than a man of affairs engaged in a kind of landscape gardening.

For me, time is the greatest mystery of all. The fact is that we're dreaming all the time. That's what really gets me. We have a fathomless lake of unconsciousness just beneath our skulls.

I've always been drawn to solitude, felt a kind of luxurious relief in its self-generated pace and rhythms.

There is no advice that I can give you, you will just have to trust yourself that when the time comes, you'll make the right decision.

I'm not the best audience for that because I'm not a great science-fiction fan. I just never got off on space ships and space costumes, things like that.

He who says he hates all kinds of flattery, and says so in earnest, has undoubtedly not as yet become acquainted with all kinds of it, whether in substance or in form.

I guess experience is just learning at first hand the things you knew all along anyway.

I really loved Witches of Eastwick, the movie with Michelle Pfeiffer and Jack Nicholson and Cher.

The road to freedom is a difficult, hard road. It always makes for temporary setbacks.

As a child I was middle-aged and cautious compared to my impulsive father.

Can that which has cost the artist days, weeks, months and even years of reflection be understood in a flash by a dilettante?