“It is easier to rob by setting up a bank than by holding up a bank clerk.”

You can make a fresh start with your final breath.

General, your tank is a powerful vehicle it smashes down forests and crushes a hundred men. but it has one defect: it needs a driver.

For art to be ‘unpolitical’ means only to ally itself with the ‘ruling’ group.

The mill wheel turns, it turns forever, though what is uppermost remains not so.

The newspaper The dog Dialectics Showering, swimming Old music Comfortable shoes Comprehension New music Writing, planting Traveling Singing Being friendly

Today every invention is received with a cry of triumph which soon turns into a cry of fear.

Of all the works of man I like best Those which have been used. The copper pots with their dents and flattened edges The knives and forks whose wooden handles Have been worn away by many hands: such forms Seemed to me the noblest.

You don’t need to pray to God any more when there are storms in the sky, but you do have to be insured.

Don’t accept the habitual as a natural thing. In times of disorder, of organized confusion, of de-humanized humanity, nothing should seem natural. Nothing should seem impossible to change.

Who does Not Know the Truth, is simply a Fool… Yet who Knows the Truth and Calls it a Lie, is a Criminal.

What kind of times are they, when A talk about trees is almost a crime Because it implies silence about so many horrors?

Even hatred of vileness Distorts a mans features.

Recently my fingers have developed a prejudice against comparatives. They all follow this pattern: a squirrel is smaller than a tree; a bird is more musical than a tree.

You have to attack once the truth is too weak to defend itself.

One can describe the world of today to the people of today only if one describes it as capable of alteration.

I am a playwright. I show What I have seen. In the man markets I have seen how men are traded. That I show, I, the playwright.

They are engines of change (as the poet said), windows on the world and lighthouses erected in the sea of time. They are companions, teachers, magicians, bankers of the treasures of the mind. Books are humanity in print.

While we read a novel, we are insane-bonkers. We believe in the existence of people who aren’t there, we hear their voices… Sanity returns (in most cases) when the book is closed.

Ladies touch babies like a banker touches gold, outlaws touch ladies somewhere deep down in their soul.

Bankers know that history is inflationary and that money is the last thing a wise man will hoard.

The methods it employs with such acumen, persistency, and secrecy are employed by all sorts of business men, from corner grocers up to bankers. If exposed, they are excused on the ground that this is business.

Banks have a new image. Now you have ‘a friend,’ your friendly banker. If the banks are so friendly, how come they chain down the pens?

Since I’ve become a central banker, I’ve learned to mumble with great incoherence.

We as central bankers need not be concerned if a collapsing financial asset bubble does not threaten to impair the real economy, its production, jobs and price stability.