A 'mistake' Is Beside The Point, For

The World, The Real Is Not An Object. It Is A Process.

Paper Should Be Edible, Nutritious. Inks Used For Printing Or Writing Should Have Delicious Flavors. Magazines Or Newspapers Read At Breakfast Should Be Eaten For Lunch. Instead Of Throwing One's Mail In The Waste-basket, It Should Be Saved For The Dinner Guests.

In That Case I Will Devote My Life To Beating My Head Against That Wall.

I Can't Understand Why People Are Frightened Of New Ideas. I'm Frightened Of The Old Ones.

What Is The Purpose Of Writing Music? One Is, Of Course, Not Dealing With Purposes But Dealing With Sounds. Or The Answer Must Take The Form Of A Paradox: A Purposeful Purposeless Or A Purposeless Play. This Play, However, Is An Affirmation Of Life--not An Attempt To Bring Order Out Of Chaos Nor To Suggest Improvements In Creation, But Simply A Way Of Waking Up To The Very Life We’re Living, Which Is So Excellent Once One Gets One’s Mind And One’s Desires Out Of Its Way And Lets It Act Of Its Own Accord.