Brighter than fireflies upon the Uji River are your words in the dark, Beloved.

I am tired, Beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little inkdrops, And posting it.

Polyphonic prose is a kind of free verse, except that it is still freer. Polyphonic makes full use of cadence, rime, alliteration, assonance.

Art is the desire of a man to express himself, to record the reactions of his personality to the world he lives in.

All books are either dreams or swords, You can cut, or you can drug, with words.

Happiness, to some, elation; Is, to others, mere stagnation.

Oh! To be a butterfly Still, upon a flower, Winking with its painted wings, Happy in the hour.

Happiness, to some, is elation; to others it is mere stagnation.

Sexual love is the most stupendous fact of the universe, and the most magical mystery our poor blind senses know.

When you came, you were like red wine and honey, and the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.

Hate is ravening vulture beaks descending on a place of skulls.

Never love anything that can't love you back.

Whenever a person dwells chiefly, or even frequently, on the faults of other people's religions, he is in a bad condition.

There is nobody in this country who got rich on his own.

The only way to avoid making mistakes is not to do anything. And that will be the ultimate mistake.

I personally do not write highbrow music. If I do, it's by accident.

I would rather be loved by somebody who respected me.

Conventional wisdom is so scary because what if everybody's wrong?

I never pay attention to age or gender. There are just too many other more important things to consider.

Bhakti and Humility cannot be separated like sweetness cannot be separated from sweet.

Renunciation means that none can serve both God and Mammon.