Be regular and orderly in your life like a bourgeois$$$ so that you may be violent and original in your work.

What wretched poverty of language! To compare stars to diamonds!

There is no truth. There is only perception.

Write about daily life as you would write history.

She needs a prophet's skill to sort out the man whose bed she shares.

Love is all we have$$$ the only way that each can help the other.

You become what you give your attention to.

Seek not the good in external things;seek it in yourselves.

The river is within us$$$ the sea is all about us.

Upon my word$$$ I think the truth is the hardest missile one can be pelted with.