What action could bodies and substances have if they were not named in a further increase of dignity where common nouns become proper nouns?

The subconscious is ceaselessly murmuring, and it is by listening to these murmurs that one hears its truth.

One must always maintain one's connection to the past and yet ceaselessly pull away from it.

If I were asked to name the chief benefit of the house, I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.

Even a minor event in the life of a child is an event of that child's world and thus a world event.

What is the source of our first suffering? It lies in the fact that we hesitated to speak... It was born in the moment when we accumulated silent things within us.

Reverie is not a mind vacuum. It is rather the gift of an hour which knows the plenitude of the soul.

A house that has been experienced is not an inert box. Inhabited space transcends geometrical space.

When the image is new, the world is new.

Our house is our corner of the world.

Rilke wrote: 'These trees are magnificent, but even more magnificent is the sublime and moving space between them, as though with their growth it too increased.

I am a little bit of everything that I´ve ever read or said.

I guess somethings turned out too sad even to be explained with a bases-loaded strikeout.

I like to stand near ATM machines, and when somebody types in their pin number, I go, 'Got it!' And then I run away.

Let me not fuss and fret at my incompetence but be still and know that Thou art God.

I admire the courage and wisdom of Socrates in everything he did, said--and did not say.

Science is always simple and always profound. It is only the half-truths that are dangerous.

No one is wise enough, no nation is important enough, no human interest is precious enough, to justify the wholesale destruction and murder which constitute the science of war.

Valium would have helped that bash.

When I was a little boy and played Liebestraum, my father used to hit me on the head with a newspaper every time I slopped the cadenza . . . I hate Liebestraum.

It is admirable to consider how many millions of people come into, and go out of the world, ignorant of themselves and of the world they have lived in.