To say that a state cannot pursue its aims because there is no money, is like saying that an engineer cannot build roads, because there are no kilometers.

The act of bell ringing is symbolic of all proselytizing religions. It implies the pointless interference with the quiet of other people.

The Image is more than an idea. It is a vortex or cluster of fused ideas and is endowed with energy.

Genius... is the capacity to see ten things where the ordinary man sees one.

Colloquial poetry is to the real art as the barber's wax dummy is to sculpture.

The technique of infamy is to start two lies at once and get people arguing heatedly over which is the truth.

As a bathtub lined with white porcelain, When the hot water gives out or goes tepid, So is the slow cooling of our chivalrous passion, O my much praised but-not-altogether-satisfactory lady.

The ant's a centaur in his dragon world.

All great art is born of the metropolis.

'Tis the white stag, Fame, we're a-hunting, bid the world's hounds come to horn!

What matters is not the idea a man holds, but the depth at which he holds it.

Because your life is a reflection of your inner Self, causality comes exclusively in changing your own nature, not trying to change the external world out there by manipulating it.

To label myself is similar to thinking that I can come up with a single phrase to explain the universe.

The Bible is the funniest book I have ever read. It's so funny! Right in the first six pages, it's funny!

My mind struggled to formulate a coherent though, any thought. I opened my mouth. "Your pajamas have Eeyore on them." "I like Eeyore. He's sensible. A sober outlook on life never hurt anyone.

and nobody knows what’s going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old

Women were always complications, bless their perverse little hearts.

America is not a special country by accident. It did not happen on its own. It happened because for over 200 years, each generation before us did what needed to be done.

I am a man of simple pleasures. The best suits me perfectly.

I could even feel how perishable all my moments really were, how all my life they had come to me begging to be lived, to be cherished even.

Thus all Art is propaganda and ever must be.