Just a little detachment from the ego is needed.
The purpose of art. . . is not to reflect life but to organize it, to build it.
The moon, our own, earthly moon is bitterly lonely, because it is alone in the sky, always alone, and there is no one to turn to, no one to turn to it. All it can do is ache across the weightless airy ice, across thousands of versts, toward those who are equally lonely on earth, and listen to the endless howling of dogs. (“A Story About The Most Important Thing”)
And everyone must lose his mind, everyone must! The sooner the better! It is essential — I know it.
You are afraid of it because it is stronger than you; you hate it because you are afraid of it; you love it because you cannot subdue it to your will. Only the unsubduable can be loved.
The most effective way of destroying art is the canonization of one given form. And one philosophy.
The speed of her tongue is not correctly calculated; the speed per second of her toungue should be slightly less than the speed per second of her thoughts -at any rate not the reverse.
Moral progress is a process of isolation; the mountain tops are lonely.
I think the greatest thing about DVD is the quality of sound and picture; the real estate to put more extras on; and, my favorite point is it stores quietly in very subtle places in your home.
When things come at you very fast, naturally you lose touch with yourself.
A nothing day full of wild beauty. . . . Little fish stream by, a river in water.