Art is not communicative, art is not reflexive. Art, science, philosophy are neither contemplative, neither reflexive, nor communicative. They are creative, that's all.

A concept is a brick. It can be used to build a courthouse of reason. Or it can be thrown through the window.

A creator is someone who creates their own impossibilities, and thereby creates possibilities.

Intuition is neither a feeling, an inspiration nor a disorderly sympathy but a fully developed method.

Underneath all reason lies delirium and drift.

Images exist; things themselves are images... Images constantly act on and react to one another, produce and consume. There is no difference between images, things and movement.

Writing has nothing to do with meaning. It has to do with landsurveying and cartography, including the mapping of countries yet to come.

It's not easy to see things from the middle, rather than looking down on them from above or up at them from below, or from left to right or right to left: try it, you'll see that everything changes.

A tyrant institutionalises stupidity, but he is the first servant of his own system and the first to be installed within it.

Write, form a rhizome, increase your territory by deterritorialization, extend the line of flight to the point where it becomes an abstract machine covering the entire plane of consistency.

There’s no democratic state that’s not compromised to the very core by its part in generating human misery.

Salvation is free! God puts no price tag on the Gift of gifts.

When hatred judges, the verdict is just guilty.

I love writing. I've always written journals. I loved writing the book on living alone.

I feel worried, deeply worried, only about one thing - the possibility that we fall... that we cannot avoid an atomic war.

I don't really think that there is anyone in the modern pop business who I feel I want to spar with.

I think most people live in fiction...That's how you keep your fragile body intact.

Do you girls have hope chests?' Lloyd asked. We certainly do.' I don't,' said Betsy. 'My husband and I are going to use paper plates and napkins.' Poor Joe!' Lucky Larry!

Nothing but the right can ever be expedient, since that can never be true expediency which would sacrifice a great good to a less.

Love does not come and go; we are the ones who come and go.

Be in this moment, and free yourself of striving for something more or someone else.