I suppose even a woman's hatred is a kind of love.

Cosmic time is the same for everyone, but human time differs with each person. Time flows in the same way for all human beings; every human being flows through time in a different way.

The true joy of a moonlit night is something we no longer understand. Only the men of old, when there were no lights, could understand the true joy of a moonlit night.

Put your soul in the palm of my hand for me to look at, like a crystal jewel. I'll sketch it in words.

The labor into which a heart has poured its whole love--where will it have its say, to excite and inspire, and when?

The road was frozen. The village lay quiet under the cold sky. Komako hitched up the skirt of her kimono and tucked it into her obi. The moon shone like a blade frozen in blue ice.

Our language is primarily for expressing human goodness and beauty.

It's remarkable how we go on year after year, doing the same old things. We get tired and bored, and ask when they'll come for us

People have separated from each other with walls of concrete that blocked the roads to connection and love. and Nature has been defeated in the name of development.

Does pain go away and leave no trace, then?’ ‘You sometimes even feel sentimental for it.

Lunatics have no age. If we were crazy, you and I, we might be a great deal younger.

If I can put one touch of rosy sunset into the life of any man or woman, I shall feel that I have worked with God.

In Jazz, like in America, the group works together toward a common cause with lots of room left for each individual to shine.

The pursuit of truth, not of facts, is the business of fiction.

Grace of service is the heart of belonging.

Applause is the spur of noble minds the end and aim of weak ones.

I'm a scientist, not a theologian. I don't know if there is a God or not. Religion requires certainty. Revere and respect Gaia. Have trust in Gaia. But not faith.

Laziness. Unwarranted repose of manner in a person of low degree.

I went on inactive duty in August 1945, and since I had stayed in such good shape and had played ball on military teams, I was ready to start for the Indians just two days later, against the Tigers.

I always felt Jimmy was trapped in Hollywood. He felt it himself. He loved aviation so much and he wanted to be able to do more of that. He somehow just got stuck here.

The lover as baby is a less troubling idea than the baby as lover.