“To not ever feel myself living, To only know myself in others’ eyes, reflected.”

Water’s water and that’s why it’s beautiful.

If where I want to go is far away, I’m not there in an instant.

The ways of fear, and the new awareness, the ways of love.

I’m in no hurry: the sun and the moon aren’t, either. Nobody goes faster than the legs they have.

The history of human consciousness is marked by the battle between the old awareness.

Other times when I hear the wind blow I feel that just hearing the wind blow makes it worth being born.

Ordinary men, to whom all things are possible, don’t often, if ever, think of Heaven. It is a name, and nothing more, and they are content to wait and let things be, but to those who are doomed to be shut out for ever you cannot think what it means.

I want it to be the greatest thing I ever do: make good humans.

I was perhaps the worst student you have ever seen. You know, I thought I was stupid, all my classmates thought I was stupid, so there was general agreement.

But mad people never die. That’s a well-known fact. They’ve nothing to trouble them, and they live for ever.

Every time you think all the technology that had been created already, all you have to do is look around and then there’s someone new who’s born with a new idea.

Nobody ever forgets where he buried the hatchet.

I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.

Race? It is a feeling, not a reality. Ninety-five per cent, at least. Nothing will ever make me believe that biologically pure races can be shown to exist today….