I sat in the dark and thought: There’s no big apocalypse. Just an endless procession of little ones.

In ten years time I’ll be… (dead) sixty.

You are not dead, until every person who knew you is dead as well." Where did I hear that? It doesn't matter. There is a village in my head.

Any negotiation has a limit. Otherwise, war is irrelevant.

Any man's life can be seen as a series of engagements with his fathers, Including the surrogates provided by life and literature.

I am going to shrink and shrink until I am a dry fall leaf, complete with a translucent spine and brittle veins, blowing away in a stiff wind, up, up, up into a crisp blue sky.

I've always worn a hat when I work. I think it also comes from a picture of Rothko I saw with a painter's hat on.

Is he under the influence or something?

No government can exist without taxation. The money must necessarily be levied on the people; and the grand art consists of levying so as not to oppress.

The hour of happiness will be the more welcome, the less it was expected.

Some people say you have to be a Christian to be saved. I had to stop being Christian to be saved.

Going back to the origin is called peace; it means reversion to destiny. Reversion to destiny is called eternity. Those who know eternity are called enlightened.

In loving his own productive, generative, generous love, God loves all those ways in which that love can be realised in creation.