We need to make progress. Otherwise we're waiting for news in a world where there is no longer any news.

I often wonder if God recognizes His own son the way we've dressed him up, or is it dressed him down?

The zipper displaces the button and a man lacks just that much time to think while dressing at dawn, a philosophical hour, and thus a melancholy hour.

But you can't make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up around them. It can't last.

Don't ask for guarantees. And don't look to be saved in any one thing, person, machine, or library. Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were heading for shore.

The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies.

The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us.

It doesn't matter what you do...so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away.

It didn't come from the Government down. There was no dictum, no declaration, no censorship, to start with, no! Technology, mass exploitation, and minority pressure carried the trick, thank God.

I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough, it’ll make sense.

Digression is the soul of wit. Take the philosophic asides away from Dante, Milton or Hamlet's father's ghost and what stays is dry bones.

As long as this belief, ‘I am the doer’ is not gone, one has not yet attained an iota of exact religion. He is still in the auspicious-inauspicious [shubh-ashubh] state.

I trust that I can hit a fastball, that I can hit any pitch they throw to me.

But we'd never really seen eye to eye. Mostly 'cause he was much taller than I was.

I ran around with the other youngsters, hunting, fishing and raising tadpoles and all the rest.

You must decrease the amount of food you eat and increase the amount of exercise you get. That is all there is to it.

Sloppy thinking gets worse over time.

I do feel a connection to the divine and to the infinite.

No sane man will dance.

Until death it is all life.

It is indisputable that evolved thinking recognizes the universality of Life.