“You desire to know the art of living, my friend? It is contained in one phrase: make use of suffering.”
“If you suffer and make your loved ones suffer, there is nothing that can justify your desire.”
“Do you know my friend that each one of us is a dark mystery, a maze of conflicting passions and desire and aptitudes?”
“Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people, and finally I did on the open road.We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore, except to make our lives into a work of art.”
“My books are likely to contain food stains and rings from my tea cups. A book is to be lived with and used.”
“Memory, prophecy, and fantasy—The past, the future, andThe dreaming moment between—Are all in one country,Living one immortal day.To know that is Wisdom.To use it is the Art.”