I Still Feel-kind Of Temporary About Myself.

Success, Instead Of Giving Freedom Of Choice, Becomes A Way Of Life. There's No Country I've Been To Where People, When You Come Into A Room And Sit Down With Them, So Often Ask You, "what Do You Do?" And, Being American, Many's The Time I've Almost Asked That Question, Then Realized It's Good For My Soul Not To Know. For A While! Just To Let The Evening Wear On And See What I Think Of This Person Without Knowing What He Does And How Successful He Is, Or What A Failure. We're Ranking Everybody Every Minute Of The Day.

I Have Made More Friends For American Culture Than The State Department. Certainly I Have Made Fewer Enemies, But That Isn't Very Difficult.

Nevertheless, One Learned Very Early That Books Had To Be Respected; They Were All Putative Bibles And To Some Small Degree Had A Share In Holiness.

When Any Creativity Becomes Useful, It Is Sucked Into The Vortex Of Commercialism, And When A Thing Becomes Commercial, It Becomes The Enemy Of Man.

Life Is An Endless, Truly Endless Struggle. There's No Time When We're Going To Arrive At A Plateau Where The Whole Thing Gets Sorted. It's A Struggle In The Way Every Plant Has To Find It's Own Way To Stand Up Straight. A Lot Of The Time It's A Failure. And Yet It's Not A Failure If Some Enlightenment Comes From It.