It might be a bad thing, not to know what’s going on in the world. I can’t say I really approve of it.
No human being will ever know the Truth, for even if they happen to say it by chance, they would not even known they had done so.
I lived in San Pedro, California, which is, you know, on the west side of California, and it’s where many, many Japanese lived.
The thirst to know and understand, a large and liberal discontent.
In order to speak about all and to all, one has to speak of what all know and of the reality common to us all. The sea, rains, necessity, desire, the struggle against death… these are things that unite us all.
The lovely daisy, so justly celebrated by European poets, is not a native of our soil; we know it well, however, by cultivation in our gardens and green houses; besides, we are disposed to remember it for the sake of those who have sung its praises in immortal verse.
There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won’t cure, but I don’t know many of them.
I know that when I pray, something wonderful happens. Not just to the person or persons for whom I’m praying, but also something wonderful happens to me. I’m grateful that I’m heard.
There is a pleasure in being mad which none but madmen know.
I know that I shall meet my fate somewhere among the clouds above; those that I fight I do not hate, those that I guard I do not love.