Christ did not die for the good and beautiful. It is easy enough to die for the good and beautiful; the hard thing is to die for the miserable and corrupt.

A person never knows their own true face. Everybody thinks that the phoney, posed social mask they wear is their real face.

I became a Catholic against my will.

Christianity, to be effective in Japan, must change.

The smell of death was thick in the city of Vara?asi. And in Tokyo as well. And yet the birds blissfully sang their songs.

Judgment of eye, speed and attack are the basis of victory.

Bottlenecks are usually at the tops of bottles.

I prefer music where melody, harmony and rhythm come together and no one element overshadows the other. Jazz at its best is a democracy of creativity.

One of the greatest rewards for doing can be the chances it gives to do some more - even better.

The rider evolved to serve to the elephant.

This is probably the single great subject of horror fiction: our need to cope with a mystery that can be understood only with the aid of a helpful imagination.

Oh, torture. Torture. My pubic hairs went gray.

Death is imposed only on creatures, not their creations, and has therefore always appeared in art in a broken form: as allegory.

The poem is important, but not more than the people whose survival it serves.

O! that a man might know The end of this day's business, ere it come; But it sufficeth that the day will end, And then the end is known.