“And now we welcome the new year. Full of things that have never been.”

The purpose of life is to be defeated by greater and greater things.

Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue.

For one human being to love another; that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks.

Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.

Truly to sing, that is a different breath.

Believe that with your feelings and your work you are taking part in the greatest.

The deepest experience of the creator is feminine, for it is experience of receiving and bearing.

Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers.

One had to take some action against fear when once it laid hold of one.

I am not able to begin. I simply skip what should be the beginning.

A wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky.

It is good to be solitary, for solitude is difficult; that something is difficult must be a reason the more for us to do it.

Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.

The future enters into us, in order to transform itself in us, long before it happens.

Love is like the measles. The older you get it, the worse the attack.

He reproduced himself with so much humble objectivity, with the unquestioning, matter of fact interest of a dog who sees himself in a mirror and thinks: there’s another dog.

I’m not running, I’m not planning on running, and I’ve got nothing new on that story.

The man who cannot occasionally imagine events and conditions of existence that are contrary to the causal principle as he knows it will never enrich his science by the addition of a new idea.

In Germany, a new sect shall be born which shall renew ancient pagan times.

If you’re feeling down and times are blue, Remember this and know its true.  Tomorrow you can always start anew. A new day to seize, positivity your virtue.

That without experimentation, a willingness to ask questions and try new things, we shall surely become static, repetitive, moribund.

The moon screams, “You’re running out of time,” But perhaps tomorrow is only A new beginning.

I love listening to new stuff, at home in LA I always have the radio on to hear what is happening.

Baby we are not getting older each day we live our new versions and the new has no age.