Conscience is our magnetic compass; reason our chart.

Conscience is our magnetic compass; reason our chart.

I would sum up my fear about the future in one word: boring. And that's my one fear: that everything read more

I would sum up my fear about the future in one word: boring. And that's my one fear: that everything has happened; nothing exciting or new or interesting is ever going to happen again... the future is just going to be a vast, conforming suburb of the soul.

Do everything with a mind that lets go. Do not expect praise or reward.

Do everything with a mind that lets go. Do not expect praise or reward.

To choose time is to save time.

To choose time is to save time.

Sentiment is the ripened fruit of fantasy.

Sentiment is the ripened fruit of fantasy.

The best way to fill time is to waste it.

The best way to fill time is to waste it.

We delight in one knowable thing, which comprehends all that is knowable; in one apprehensible, which draws together all that read more

We delight in one knowable thing, which comprehends all that is knowable; in one apprehensible, which draws together all that can be apprehended; in a single being that includes all, above all in the one which is itself the all.

There is a point where in the mystery of existence contradictions meet; where movement is not all movement and stillness read more

There is a point where in the mystery of existence contradictions meet; where movement is not all movement and stillness is not all stillness; where the idea and the form, the within and the without, are united; where infinite becomes finite, yet not

Given that external reality is a fiction, the writer's role is almost superfluous. He does not need to invent the read more

Given that external reality is a fiction, the writer's role is almost superfluous. He does not need to invent the fiction because it is already there.