Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end.

"We are lonesome animals. We spend all our life trying to be less lonesome."

The problem of the modern individual is not that he has too little choice, but that he has too much.

Innovation is not achieved overnight; it requires continuous effort and accumulation.

Theoretically there is a perfect possibility of happiness: believing in the indestructible element within oneself, and not striving towards it.