Thus, during those nineteen years of torture and slavery, did this soul rise and fall at the same time. Light entered on the one side, and darkness on the other.

Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.

It is not enough to be happy, one must be content.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

To love beauty is to see light.

An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise.

The future has several names. For the weak, it is impossible; for the fainthearted, it is unknown; but for the valiant, it is ideal.

Go out in the world and work like money doesn't matter, sing as if no one is listening, love as if you have never been hurt, and dance as if no one is watching.

When dictatorship is a fact, revolution becomes a right.

Music expresses that which cannot be put into words.

There is nothing like a dream to create the future.

If I spray it on the seat, lady gonna tie a big knot in the meat.

Do you know when you may concede your insignificance? Before God or, perhaps, before the intellect, beauty, or nature, but not before people. Among people, one must be conscious of one's dignity.

We all have to draw some lines. To preserve my sanity, I steer clear of cooking, professional sports and most imports, unless imported to us via PBS, Sundance, etc.

The will of the world is always a will to death, a will to suicide. We must not accept this suicide, and we must so act that it cannot take place.

Pleasure unparalleled, into the ocean of love we fell. Swimming in the timeless currents of pure bliss, fantasies interchanging with every kiss.

Keep your business affairs in your own hands. It's the only way to be happy.

The act of discovering who we are will force us to accept that we can go further than we think.

Trust is not bound up with knowledge so much as it is with freedom, the openness to the unknown.

It can be argued that the mathematics behind these images [of the orbit diagram for quadratic functions and the Mandelbrot set] is even prettier than the pictures themselves.

If you happen to capture my imagination for some reason and I decide to write about you and you don't like what I wrote about you, which is entirely possible, then yes, I'm a dangerous writer.