Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all. |

There is still, I think, not enough recognition by teachers of the fact that the desire to think (...) must be induced before the power is developed. Most people, whether men or women, wish above all else to be comfortable, and thought is a pre-eminently uncomfortable process. |

There are a thousand thoughts lying within a man that he does not know till he takes up the pen to write. |

Which of us is happy in this world? Which of us has his desire? or, having it, is satisfied? |

Life is a mirror: if you frown at it, it frowns back; if you smile, it returns the greeting. |

The life of sensation is the life of greed; it requires more and more. The life of the spirit requires less and less. |

How we spend our days is how we spend our lives. |

A wise person knows when and how to improvise. |

A wise person is made and not born. |

A wise person knows when and how to make the exception to every rule. |

A line is a dot that went for a walk.
Drawing is taking a line for a walk. |

Universe consists of frozen light. |

The ability to perceive or think differently is more important than the knowledge gained. |

Suppose we were able to share meanings freely without a compulsive urge to impose our view or conform to those of others and without distortion and self-deception. Would this not constitute a real revolution in culture? |

Individuality is only possible if it unfolds from wholeness. |

A great many people think they are thinking when they are merely rearranging their prejudices. |

Reality is what we take to be true. What we take to be true is what we believe… What we believe determines what we take to be true. |

I know well what I am fleeing from but not what I am in search of. |

It is good to rub and polish our brain against that of others. |

I can, therefore I am. |

Everything beautiful has a mark of eternity. |

Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity. |

Right or wrong, it's very pleasant to break something from time to time. |

But how could you live and have no story to tell? |