That you are not already golden word in our streets Already memories Your love fades Already Whether you are no longer to have perished.

Love is made by two people, in different kinds of solitude. It can be in a crowd, but in an oblivious crowd.

I have no friends, there are only people I love.

Can the knowledge deriving from reason even begin to compare with knowledge perceptible by sense?

There are strange flowers of reason to match each error of the senses.

Most people have never known solitude.... But there are a few of the other kind who can go back to their rooms anywhere and close the door on the whole world, and feel that they need never emerge.

We know that the nature of genius is to provide idiots with ideas twenty years later.

There are other relations besides reality, which the mind is capable of grasping and which also are primary, like chance, illusion, the fantastic, the dream.

Everything that is not me is incomprehensible.

Geniuses are like ocean liners: they should never meet.

The painting of tomorrow will use the photographic eye as it has used the human eye.

All hurt is founded on attachment to anything regardless of its nature. When we detach we vibrationally send ourselves back into the flow of life.

I don't have a girlfriend. But I do know a woman who'd be mad at me for saying that.

The Bible is not primarily a science book. It is not written to tell us how the heavens go; it is written to tell us how to go to heaven. But when it speaks on science, it is accurate.

Free is not an alternative. My company did not turn a profit last year.

Whatever may be the tensions and the stresses of a particular day, there is always lurking close at hand the trailing beauty of forgotten joy or unremembered peace.

The pleasure a man of honor enjoys in the consciousness of having performed his duty is a reward he pays himself for all his pains.

It's more fun to watch without joining in.

There is no foreground or background, only a continuity of interlacing relationships

I have a theory that children remember two things-when you weren't there and when they threw up.

Men, not children or servants, tempered and taught to the end; Cleansed of servile panic, slow to dread or despise, Humble because of knowledge, mighty by sacrifice.