The most beautiful thing in the world is, of course, the world itself.

True villains are extremely photogenic.

All the great things have been denied and we live in an intricacy of new and local mythologies, political, economic, poetic, which are asserted with an ever-enlarging incoherence.

The day of the sun is like the day of a king. It is a promenade in the morning, a sitting on the throne at noon, a pageant in the evening.

The summer night is like a perfection of thought.

The imagination is one of the forces of nature.

Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.

The way through the world is more difficult to find than the way beyond it.

I do not know which to prefer - The beauty of inflections Or the beauty of innuendoes, The blackbird whistling Or just after.

It is not everyday that the world arranges itself into a poem.

The river is moving. The blackbird must be flying.

It was a frightening metaphor for what the United States was becoming – a Titanic of rich, proud dimwits heading for the iceberg of anti-colonialist backlash.

Character is always lost when a high ideal is sacrificed on the altar of conformity and popularity.

The feminists have a legitimate grievance. But so does everyone else.

Though the favourites of the Gods die young, they also live eternally in the company of Gods

I've gone out of my way to not take baggage with me from film to film.

If it were possible for me to alter any part of his plan, I could only spoil it.

Why did the ancients praise the Way? Did they not say it was because you find what you seek and are saved from your wrongdoings?

As I change my thoughts, the world around me changes.

A strong feeling of adventure is animating those who are working on bacterial viruses, a feeling that they have a small part in the great drive towards a fundamental problem in biology.

Real pain can alone cure us of imaginary ills. We feel a thousand miseries till we are lucky enough to feel misery.