Thetorment of human frustration, whatever its immediate cause,is the knowledge that the self is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangledmind’ leaking away in lonely, wasteful self-conflict.

Let no one, then think lightly of the world, lest he be despising himself unawares

Twoprisoners whose cells adjoin communicate with each other by knocking on thewall. The wall is the thing which separates them but is also their means ofcommunication. It is the same with us and God. Every separation is a link.

The nice thing about meditation is it makes doing nothing quite respectable.

Fortunatelypsychoanalysis is not the only way to resolve inner conflicts. Life itselfstill remains a very effective therapist.

A man has no ears for that to which experience has given no access.

Get someone else to blow your horn and the sound will carry twice as far.

A happy family is but an earlier heaven.

WheneverI hear anyone arguing for slavery, I feel a strong impulse to see it tried onhim personally.

Knowingthat everything's futile but still fighting, still raging against the dying ofthe light that's what motivates me all the time ... If you hold that sense offutility in your head for too long, it can begin to eat into you. You canstill be aware of it

Power does not corrupt men; fools, however, if they getinto a position of power, corrupt power.

Wordsare, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.