When I go to the shore, I take along the poems of Pablo Neruda. I suppose it's because the poems are simultaneously lush and ripe and kind of lazy, yet throbbing with life - like summer itself.
Wit and playfulness represent a desperately serious transcendence of evil. Humor is both a form of wisdom and a means of survival.
There are many things worth living for, a few things worth dying for, and nothing worth killing for.
To achieve the impossible; it is precisely the unthinkable that must be thought.
At the typewriter you find out who you are.
If little else, the brain is an educational toy.