Only A Monomaniac Gets Anything Done.

If I Had Only Known, I Would Have Been A Locksmith.

What Is The Meaning Of Human Life, Or, For That Matter, Of The Life Of Any Creature? To Know The Answer To This Question Means To Be Religious. You Ask: Does It Make Any Sense, Then, To Pose This Question? I Answer: The Man Who Regards His Fellow Creatures As Meaningless Is Not Merely Unhappy But Hardly Fit For Life.

Art Is Standing With One Hand Extended Into The Universe And One Hand Extended Into The World, And Letting Ourselves Be A Conduit For Passing Energy.

Between The Difficulties, One Hides The Opportunity

We Are Part Of The Whole Which We Call The Universe, But It Is An Optical Delusion Of Our Mind That We Think We Are Separate. This Separateness Is Like A Prison For Us. Our Job Is To Widen The Circle Of Our Compassion So We Feel Connected With All People And Situations.