The future is neither ahead nor behind, on one side or another. Nor is it dark or light. It is contained within ourselves; its evil and good are perpetually within us.

If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water.

When the human mind exists in the light of reason and no more than reason, we may say with absolute certainty that Man and all that made him will be in that instant gone.

It has been said repeatedly that one can never, try as he will, get around to the front of the universe. Man is destined to see only its far side, to realize nature only in retreat.

If it should turn out that we have mishandled our own lives as several civilizations before us have done, it seems a pity that we should involve the violet and the tree frog in our departure.

The great artist, whether he be musician, painter, or poet, is known for this absolute unexpectedness.

It is a commonplace of all religious thought, even the most primitive, that the man seeking visions and insight must go apart from his fellows and love for a time in the wilderness.

The journey is difficult, immense. We will travel as far as we can, but we cannot in one lifetime see all that we would like to see or to learn all that we hunger to know.

Each one of us is a statistical impossibility around which hover a million other lives that were never destined to be born.

We cannot pluck a flower witout disturbing a star.

It is frequently the tragedy of the great artist, as it is of the great scientist, that he frightens the ordinary man.

The two grappled in the quiet of old-fashioned personal diplomacy.

The individual who is best prepared for any occupation is the one ... able to adapt himself to any situation.

When I'm home, I like a cozy, comfortable, calming space.

I think it would be better if nobody owned anything, but they didn't starve. Had enough paint and enough pianos and everything else.

The home is a tryst-the place where we retire and shut the world out.

Well, look who I ran into," crowed Coincidence. "Please," flirted Fate, "this was meant to be.

Everyone always talks about how well mothers know their children. No one ever seems to notice how well children know their mothers.

Never be afraid of a cliché, if it expresses what you wish to say.

I never could have dreamed that her heart was so wicked, but I keep coming back because it's so hard to kick it.

Conquest is the missionary of valor, and the hard impact of military virtues beats meanness out of the world.