When man becomes greater than nature, nature, which gave us birth, will respond.

If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water.

When the human mind exists in the light of reason and no more than reason, we may say with absolute certainty that Man and all that made him will be in that instant gone.

It has been said repeatedly that one can never, try as he will, get around to the front of the universe. Man is destined to see only its far side, to realize nature only in retreat.

If it should turn out that we have mishandled our own lives as several civilizations before us have done, it seems a pity that we should involve the violet and the tree frog in our departure.

The great artist, whether he be musician, painter, or poet, is known for this absolute unexpectedness.

It is a commonplace of all religious thought, even the most primitive, that the man seeking visions and insight must go apart from his fellows and love for a time in the wilderness.

The journey is difficult, immense. We will travel as far as we can, but we cannot in one lifetime see all that we would like to see or to learn all that we hunger to know.

Each one of us is a statistical impossibility around which hover a million other lives that were never destined to be born.

We cannot pluck a flower witout disturbing a star.

It is frequently the tragedy of the great artist, as it is of the great scientist, that he frightens the ordinary man.

May your heart be joyful to overcome painful situation.

Its obvious, but perhaps worth saying, that happiness has virtually nothing to do with the state of your intellect.

We sometimes imagine we hate flattery, but we only hate the way we are flattered.

New conditions of life will stimulate thought and give new forms to its expression.

To say it is not practical, one has to also admit that integration is not practical.

I'm interested only in expressing basic human emotions. And the fact that a lot of people break down and cry when confronted with my pictures shows that I can communicate these basic human emotions.

And all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.

Sure enough at Oxford, I was another Yank half a step behind.

Never mind what others do; do better than yourself, beat your own record from day to day, and you are a success.

I rather would entreat thy company; To see the wonders of the world abroad, Than, living dully sluggardized at home, Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.