The sun had become a light yellow yolk and was walking with red legs across the sky.

If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.

Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It's beyond me.

I have the nerve to walk my own way, however hard, in my search for reality, rather than climb upon the rattling wagon of wishful illusions.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

All my skinfolk ain't kinfolk.

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.

Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.

I love myself when I am laughing. . . and then again when I am looking mean and impressive.

Bitterness is the coward's revenge on the world for having been hurt.

If you haven't got it, you can't show it. If you have got it, you can't hide it.

It's tough for magic to argue with physics, most of the time.

As long as you're still alive, you always have the chance to start again.

I've come to a view that humans will continue to do what we do well, and that computers will continue to do what they do very well, and the two will coexist, but in different spaces.

That's been hard being away from the family, because Washington can be lonely. When you tune out of all the activity, that's like, you're alone.

Plan to throw one (implementation) away; you will, anyhow.

In deep meditation, all of the things that we call life, all of the combinations of experiences, fall away.

Cubism is the art of depicting new wholes with formal elements borrowed not only from the reality of vision, but from that of conception.

If what you want to do is write, then it's madness not to do it.

Crack-brained meddling by the authorities [can] aggravate an existing crisis.

If I have a dry spell ... I wait and live harder, eyes, ears, and heart open, and when the productive time comes, it is that much richer.