I have made the most important discovery of my career, the most important discovery of my life: It is only in the mysterious equations of love that any logic or reasons can be found.

Classes will dull your mind, destroy the potential for authentic creativity.

People are always selling the idea that people with mental illness are suffering. I think madness can be an escape. If things are not so good, you maybe want to imagine something better.

As you will find in multivariable calculus, there is often a number of solutions for any given problem.

Rationality of thought imposes a limit on a person's concept of his relation to the cosmos.

Though I had success in my research both when I was mad and when I was not, eventually I felt that my work would be better respected if I thought and acted like a 'normal' person.

In a dream it's typical not to be rational.

In madness, I thought I was the most important person in the world.

There are things that tend to moderate with age. Schizophrenia is somewhat like that.

To some extent, people who are insane are nonconformists, and society and their family wish they would live what appear to be useful lives.

It's better to be dead, or even perfectly well, than to suffer from the wrong affliction. The man who owns up to arthritis in a beri-beri year is as lonely as a woman in a last month's dress.

There was healing in the tyranny, and tyranny in the healing.

Compassion can change a lot of things, including the world. Young people especially need to know that, because they're the future.

O God, do not leave me. I have done nothing good in Your sight, but according to Your goodness, let me now make a beginning of good.

If you cultivate a relationship in a genuine, thoughtful way, people will be more inclined to want to help you even though they don't have to help you.

For the innocent, the past may hold a reward. But for the treacherous, it's only a matter of time before the past delivers what they truly deserve.

Our government is a bird with two right wings... They're devoted to the perpetuation & spread of corporate capitalism.

Men pass in front of our eyes like butterflies, creatures of a brief season. We love them; they are brave, proud, beautiful, and clever.

In the glass burrow beneath their feet, the flames began to rise. First the flames, and then the screams

The plough is to the farmer what the wand is to the sorcerer. Its effect is really like sorcery.

We are the folk song army, every one of us cares. We all hate poverty, war, and injustice unlike the rest of you squares.