To make a thief, make an owner; to create crime, create laws.

The creative adult is the child who has survived.

People who deny the existence of dragons are often eaten by dragons. From within.

The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next.

Those who build walls are their own prisoners. I'm going to go fulfill my proper function in the social organism. I'm going to unbuild walls.

I doubt that the imagination can be suppressed. If you truly eradicated it in a child, he would grow up to be an eggplant.

We read books to find out who we are. What other people, real or imaginary, do and think and feel... is an essential guide to our understanding of what we ourselves are and may become.

There have been great societies that did not use the wheel, but there have been no societies that did not tell stories.

Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.

It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.

You cannot buy the revolution. You cannot make the revolution. You can only be the revolution. It is in your spirit, or it is nowhere.

The ego is like a clever monkey, which can co-opt anything, even the most spiritual practices, so as to expand itself. (155)

Imagination is a sweet memory.

Obviously, there must be some connection between the subordination of actual individuals and the grotesque exaltation of symbolic ones like Kim Il Sung.

A law is not good merely because the legislature wills it, but the legislature has the mortal duty to will only that which is good.

What about the future?""We'll talk about the future when it gets here.

Feelings can be controlled and behavior can be controlled. The line of sin is between the feelings and the behavior. The line of prudence is between the susceptibility and the feelings.

Are you sick and tired of men sniveling and whining about how we women want to smother them? If you can still hear them whining you aren't holding the pillow down hard enough.

She likes to try everything, out of curiosity, but she'll be sorry if she isn't guided by her heart.

Trying to out-guess Bonaparte; the thought makes my blood run cold.

Vampire. Dangerous. Unknowable. Seriously creepy. This one's name was Constantine. We'd met before.