It is perfectly okay to write garbage–as long as you edit brilliantly.
A successful book is not made of what is in it, but what is left out of it.
I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.
Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.
Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens.
It is the nature of stone / to be satisfied / It is the nature of water / to want to be somewhere else.
The things that you get fired for when you are young are the exact same things that you win lifetime achievement awards when you are old, which is to say that the things that run against the grain, that are not common or not logical, or don’t fit into what is the standard approach, that…
The true meaning of life is to plant trees, under whose shade you do not expect to sit.
Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier.
It is the stretched soul that makes music, and souls are stretched by the pull of opposites, opposite bents, tastes, yearnings, loyalties. Where there is no polarity, where energies flow smoothly in one direction, there will be much doing but no music.
Life is always a tightrope or a feather bed. Give me the tightrope.
True myth may serve for thousands of years as an inexhaustible source of intellectual speculation, religious joy, ethical inquiry, and artistic renewal. The real mystery is not destroyed by reason. The fake one is. You look at it and it vanishes. You look at the Blonde Hero, really look, and he turns into a gerbil….
The purpose of life is to be defeated by greater and greater things.
Learn your techniques well, but prepare to give them up when you touch a human soul.
Until you have learned to be tolerant with those who do not always agree with you; until you have cultivated the habit of saying some kind word of those whom you do not admire; until you have formed the habit of looking for the good instead of the bad there is in others, you will…
There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. That will be the beginning.
This we know. The earth does not belong to us; we belong to the earth. This we know. All things are connected like the blood which unites one family. All things are connected.
Kites rise highest against the wind — not with it.
It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.
There are always two choices. Two paths to take. One is easy. And its only reward is that it’s easy.
There are two kinds of truth, small truth and great truth. You can recognize a small truth because its opposite is a falsehood. The opposite of a great truth is another profound truth.
Truth emerges more readily from error than from confusion.
There are two great rules of life. The first is, never tell everything at once.
There are two kinds of taste, the taste for emotions of surprise and the taste for emotions of recognition.
Knowledge is gained by learning; trust by doubt; skill by practice; love by love.
They are ill discoverers that think there is no land, when they can see nothing but sea.
A historian in the fourteenth century wrote a book about what he knew of the world. One observation he made is that all the tribes that have difficulty feeding themselves are lean and healthy, and those that have plenty of food are fat, lazy, and unhealthy.
To exist, you have to both breathe in and breathe out. Some people just want to breathe in.
It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.
There’s a way to do it better. Find it.
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