We decided that it was no good asking what is the meaning of life, because life isn't an answer, life is the question, and you, yourself, are the answer.

We decided that it was no good asking what is the meaning of life, because life isn't an answer, life is the question, and you, yourself, are the answer.
We read books to find out who we are. What other people, real or imaginary, do and think and feel... is an essential guide to our understanding of what we ourselves are and may become.
Yet a greater, unlearned skill he possessed, which was the art of kindness.
To exhibit the perfect uselessness of knowing the answer to the wrong question.
As often as we made love I remembered what my poet told me, that this man was born of a goddess, the force that moves the stars and the waves of the sea and couples the animals in the fields in spring, the power of passion, the light of the evening star.
Would you really like to live in a society where you have no responsibility and no freedom, no choice, only the false option of obedience to the law, or disobedience followed by punishment? Would you really want to go live in a prison?
This is the treason of the artist: a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.
You can go home again, the General Temporal Theory asserts, so long as you understand that home is a place where you have never been.
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Nothing is yours. It is to use. It is to share. If you will not share it, you cannot use it.
But need alone is not enough to set power free: there must be knowledge.
As often as we made love I remembered what my poet told me, that this man was born of a goddess, the force that moves the stars and the waves of the sea and couples the animals in the fields in spring, the power of passion, the light of the evening star.
You can go home again, the General Temporal Theory asserts, so long as you understand that home is a place where you have never been.
The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story.
If civilization has an opposite, it is war.
To make a thief, make an owner; to create crime, create laws.
For if it's all the rest of us who are killed by the suicide, it's himself whom the murderer kills; only he has to do is over, and over, and over.
Belief is the wound that knowledge heals.
When you light a candle, you also cast a shadow.
Excess is excrement, ... Excrement retained in the body is a poison.