What is a memory? Not a storehouse, not a trunk in the attic, but an instrument that constantly refines the past into a narrative, accessible and acceptable to oneself.

The next great step of mankind is to step into the nature of his own mind.

At the end of the life you have to live your day alone and vice-versa.

It is not a crime to commit First Degree Writing

I feel like I've won the tournament.

The never-ending flight Of future days.

Empty your mind of all thoughts.

It is our own evil thoughts which madden us.

I never called myself a writer because it seemed so pretentious - a writer was what somebody else called you, a title bestowed.

Architecture is an expression of values.

Nap time would become a national pastime. A man needs his beauty rest!

A contrarian approach is just as foolish as a follow-the-crowd strategy. What's required is thinking rather than polling.