Governments can be useful to the governed only so long as inherent tendencies toward tyranny are restrained.

The mystery of life isn't a problem to solve, but a reality to experience.

Without change, something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.

All governments suffer a recurring problem: Power attracts pathological personalities.

If we define Futurism as an exploration beyond accepted limits, then the nature of limiting systems becomes the first object of exploration.

When politics and religion are intermingled, a people is suffused with a sense of invulnerability, and gathering speed in their forward charge, they fail to see the cliff ahead of them

There is no real ending. It’s just the place where you stop the story.

Do actions agree with words? There's your measure of reliability. Never confine yourself to the words.

Seek freedom and become captive of your desires. Seek discipline and find your liberty.

Justice belongs to those who claim it, but let the claimant beware lest he create new injustice by his claim and thus set the bloody pendulum of revenge into its inexorable motion

The best contribution one can make to humanity is to improve oneself.

Temporary, but excruciating, pain is the price of healing.

Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can get.

I remind myself that I don't have the ability to completely manipulate reality to be exactly what I want it to be.

A mind unruffled by the vagaries of fortune, from sorrow freed, from defilements cleansed, from fear liberated - this is the greatest blessing.

Don't take life too seriously. After all none of us are getting out alive anyway.

You shall judge a man by his foes as well as by his friends.

It is as deadly for a mind to have a system as to have none. Therefore it will have to decide to combine both.

Now stiff on a pillar with a phallic air nelson stylites in Trafalgar square reminds the British what once they were.

For his sake I'm sorry that Robert Johnson sold his soul to the devil, but for our sake and the sake of music I'm glad he did.

It is impossible to stand upright when one plants his roots in the shifting sands of popular opinion and approval.