The ultimate aim of the human mind, in all its efforts, is to become acquainted with Truth.

Each of the Arts whose office is to refine, purify, adorn, embellish and grace life is under the patronage of a Muse, no god being found worthy to preside over them.

A true friend is the greatest of all blessings and that which we take the least care of all to acquire.

But none of that kept me from picturing what a tsunami might look like if it did rise up and roar toward my little boat like some watery blue version of the Great Wall of China.

Like every poor person, I used to dream about winning the lottery. I didn't just get money, though. I got fame. And I got fame before I got money, and it was scary.

Master your instrument. Master the music. And then forget all that bullshit and just play.

Front yards are not made to walk in, but, at most, through, and you could go in the back way.

See the first stroke as a start and everything after that a recovery.

We reduce the deity to vulgar fractions. We place our own little ambitions and label them ?divine messages?. With our short sight we affect to take a comprehensive view of eternity.

The only reason for doing a play is to make a statement about it, and by that I don't mean a conceit of the producer.

The more serious you are about spiritual life, the more you keep your mind in captivity.

An orator or author is never successful till he has learned to make his words smaller than his ideas.