“What are we doing here, that is the question.”

All life long, the same questions, the same answers.

Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.

Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it’s the most comical thing in the world.

Don’t look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.

The essential doesn’t change.

Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.

But I was not made for the great light that devours, a dim lamp was all I had been given, and patience without end, to shine it on the empty shadows.

The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.

There is no escape from yesterday because yesterday has deformed us, or been deformed by us. The mood is of no importance. Deformation has taken place.

What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.

You won’t believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.

We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.

Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.

The whisky bears a grudge against the decanter.

The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.

Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.

Simple in actions and thoughts, you return to the source of being.

Prayer in action is love, love in action is service.

There is no such thing as ‘too insane’ unless others turn up dead due to your actions.

We must constantly encourage ourselves and each other to attempt the heretical actions that our dreams imply and so many of our old ideas disparage.

Do every act of your life as though it were the very last act of your life.”

Love is action. It isn’t just talk, and it never was.

The superior man is modest in his speech, but exceeds in his actions.

We must act, knowing that our work will be imperfect.