That is human nature, that people come after you, willingly enough, provided only that you no longer love or want them.

Only write to me, write to me, I love to see the hop and skip and sudden starts of your ink.

For my true thoughts have spent more time in your company than in anyone else's, these last two or three months, and where my thoughts are, there am I, in truth".

Outside our small safe place flies mystery.

Funny way to spend your life, though, studying another chap's versifying.

My Solitude is my Treasure, the best thing I have. I hesitate to go out. If you opened the little gate, I would not hop away—but oh how I sing in my gold cage.

But I cannot love her as I did, because she is not open, because she withholds what matters, because she makes me, with her pride or her madness, live a lie.

All scholars are a bit mad. All obsessions are dangerous.

You will not be here--I shall not be here--much lo

Christians need to be free in standing for their rights

Absolute silence leads to sadness. It is the image of death.

No scientist thinks in formulae.

The numerous ecstatic traditions - including free jazz and funk - have all been great inspirations.

I've been away and haven't seen my family. I speak to them every day though. I miss them, but I love traveling.

Until the day I don't breathe, I will create music.

It's very hard for adults to maintain respect and romance so that a love affair can be sustained over years.

Basically, unless you're willing to write down debts and save the economy, you're going to have deflation and a steady drain in purchasing power - that is, shrinking markets.

It does not matter much what happens.

The happiest people in this world are those who have the most interesting thoughts.