“What can be explained is not poetry.”

It seems to me that true love is a discipline.

The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul.

only an aching heart Conceives a changeless work of art.

Things fall apart; the center cannot hold.

And I will find some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings.

Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth, We are happy when we are growing.

By logic and reason we die hourly; by imagination we live.

Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!

A statesman is an easy man, he tells his lies by rote. A journalist invents his lies, and rams them down your throat. So stay at home and drink your beer and let the neighbors vote.

Mysticism has been in the past and probably ever will be one of the great powers of the world and it is bad scholarship to pretend the contrary.

It is one of the great troubles of life that we cannot have any unmixed emotions. There is always something in our enemy that we like, and something in our sweetheart that we dislike.

Though leaves are many, the root is one; Through all the lying days of my youth I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun Now I may wither into the truth.

One should say before sleeping: I have lived many lives. I have been a slave and a prince. Many a beloved has sat upon my knee and I have sat upon the knees of many a beloved. Everything that has been shall be again.

Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.

The best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity.

All men live in suffering I know as few can know, Whether they take the upper road Or stay content on the low.

America is like a dog. I’m sorry, but it is. It cannot understand actual words. It understands inflection. It understands fear. But you can’t actually explain issues to a dog.

I was in disbelief that I’d just explained my dreary life to this bizarre, beautiful boy who may or may not despise me.

How can we explain the perpetuity of envy–a vice which yields no return?

No matter what anyone says, no matter the excuse or explanation, whatever a person does in the end is what he intended to do all along.

In my first video diary I explained my love for women who have a taste in carrots. Since then, I have received plenty of carrots. Now I also have a keen interest in women who like Lamborghinis.

I am just fascinated by music and I want to know how to identify all the things I love about it; to me music theory is like learning another language and then being able to explain how much you love something more clearly.

Art can exist without explanation, so why must we understand the complexities of life to fully live it.

I feel I have a responsibility to myself, a responsibility to explain where we’re coming from. Because a song or the performance of a song is a lot like a work of art.