“The only decent bone in her body was mine.”

Fear of death increases in exact proportion to increase in wealth.

I’m tired of everybody. Please forgive me.

Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.

You must be prepared to work always without applause.

You must be prepared to work always without applause.

In order to write about life first you must live it.

In order to write about life first you must live it.

I love you for all that you are, all that you have been, all that you’re yet to be.

We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.

Cowardice, as distinguished from panic, is almost always simply a lack of ability to suspend the functioning of the imagination.

I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?

I was always a lonely person when I was with everyone.

Intelligence is so damn rare and the people who have it often have such a bad time with it that they get bitter or propagandistic and then it’s not much use.

Religion is the opium of the poor.

I drink to make other people more interesting.

All cowardice comes from not truly loving, or at least, not loving well.

Your body is meant to be the safest place for you to live.

Strive to close the eyes of the body and open those of the soul and look into your own heart.

Christ has no body now but mine. He prays in me, works in me, looks through my eyes, speaks through my words, works through my hands, walks with my feet and loves with my heart.

The soul is a breath of living spirit, that with excellent sensitivity, permeates the entire body to give it life. Just so, the breath of the air makes the earth fruitful. Thus the air is the soul of the earth, moistening it, greening it.

A dancer must listen to his body and pay homage to it. Behind the movement lies this terrible, driving passion, this necessity. I won’t settle for anything less.

Just as a mirror, which reflects all things, is set in its own container, so too the rational soul is placed in the fragile container of the body. In this way, the body is governed in its earthly life by the soul, and the soul contemplates heavenly things through faith.

Let go of the battle. Breathe quietly and let it be. Let your body relax and your heart soften. Open to whatever you experience without fighting.

Perfection does not consist in macerating or killing the body, but in killing our perverse self-will.