True strength lies in submission which permits one to dedicate his life, through devotion, to something beyond himself.

Life's wildest moment---she kneels on the sidewalk. Everything else she does is lies, lies.

Whatever there be of progress in life comes not through adaptation but through daring.

All the lies and evasions by which man has nourished himself / civilization, in a word is the fruits of the creative artist. It is the creative nature of man which has refused to let him lapse back into that unconscious unity with life which characterizes the animal world from which he made his escape.

In seperateness lies the world's great misery, in compassion lies the world's true strength.

A lot of things [have] happened on the property without permits.