Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own.
First, then, God, being all-just, wishes to do justice; being all-wise, knows what justice is; being all-powerful, can do justice. Why then injustice?
The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.
Life is an ongoing process of choosing between safety (out of fear and need for defense) and risk (for the sake of progress and growth). Make the growth choice a dozen times a day.
I used to live in a room full of mirrors; all I could see was me. I take my spirit and I crash my mirrors, now the whole world is here for me to see.
If you have been sunned through and through like an apricot on a wall from your earliest days, you are oversensitive to any withdrawal of heat.
Any idiot can face a crisis; it's this day-to-day living that wears you out.
All my life through, the new sights of nature made me rejoice like a child.
Don't cry for a man who's left you - the next one may fall for your smile.
Each man should frame life so that at some future hour fact and his dreaming meet.
You can find the entire cosmos lurking in its least remarkable objects.
The gratification of wealth is not found in mere possession or in lavish expenditure, but in its wise application.
It's only terrible to have nothing to wait for.
What do you want meaning for? Life is desire, not meaning.
I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.
Life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced.
Noble life demands a noble architecture for noble uses of noble men. Lack of culture means what it has always meant: ignoble civilization and therefore imminent downfall.
Blessed be Providence which has given to each his toy: the doll to the child, the child to the woman, the woman to the man, the man to the devil!
I can't help thinking that there are only one or two ways of being brought into this world, but there are so many fucked-up ways of leaving it.
To be interested in the changing seasons is . . . a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
Enjoy when you can, and endure when you must.
