One cannot live without motives. I have no motives left, and I am living.

The universal view melts things into a blur.

There is no other world. Nor even this one. What, then, is there? The inner smile provoked in us by the patent nonexistence of both.

Do I look like someone who has something to do here on earth?' —That's what I'd like to answer the busybodies who inquire into my activities.

You are done for - a living dead man - not when you stop loving but stop hating. Hatred preserves: in it, in its chemistry, resides the mystery of life.

Our first intuitions are the true ones.

The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live - moreover, the only one.

Impossible to spend sleepless nights and accomplish anything: if, in my youth, my parents had not financed my insomnias, I should surely have killed myself.

The aphorism is cultivated only by those who have known fear in the midst of words, that fear of collapsing with all the words.

The multiplication of our kind borders on the obscene; the duty to love them, on the preposterous.

Only optimists commit suicide, optimists who no longer succeed at being optimists. The others, having no reason to live, why would they have any to die?

You are beyond worth and your potential to change is in your next thought.

Show me a man who lives alone and has a perpetually clean kitchen, and 8 times out of 9 I'll show you a man with detestable spiritual qualities.

The idea is that flowing water never goes stale, so just keep on flowing.

A covenant is an agreement between God and man, an accord whose terms are set by God.

Feel the Aliveness within your Body. That anchors You in the Now.

You are a dynamic being of Light that at each moment informs the energy that flows through you. You do this with each thought, with each intention.

You tend to be afraid when someone seems foreign to you. But if you aren't careful, that can lead to bigotry.

Fame is a by-product which you have to deal with in a sensible way. To believe that it is anything more significant than that is deeply self-deceptive.

Sometimes I identify myself as 25 and I dare someone to tell me different!

I'm lucky. Usually you're dead to get your own museum, but I'm still alive to see mine.