Silence is golden when you can’t think of a good answer.

Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childhood days, recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth, and transport the traveler back to his own fireside and quiet home!

One travels more usefully when alone, because he reflects more.

Many a man fails as an original thinker simply because his memory it too good.

To some extent I liken slavery to death.

Christmas is a tonic for our souls. It moves us to think of others rather than of ourselves. It directs our thoughts to giving.

Beauty and folly are old companions.

Ask an older person you respect to tell you his or her greatest regret.

Play not with paradoxes. That caustic which you handle in order to scorch others may happen to sear your own fingers and make them dead to the quality of things.

When I went back to England after a year away, the country seemed stuck, dozing in a fairy tale, stifled by the weight of tradition.

Traveling around the world and preaching for over 70 years did not give much time for reflection.

Time stays, we go.

He is lost who is possessed by carnal desire.

Humanity I love you because when you’re hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink.

We usually lose today, because there has been a yesterday, and tomorrow is coming.

The soul never thinks without a picture.

I don’t pretend we have all the answers. But the questions are certainly worth thinking about.

Without stirring abroad, One can know the whole world; Without looking out of the window One can see the way of heaven. The further one goes The less one knows.

What is this world that is hastening me toward I know not what, viewing me with contempt?

I’ve never understood why people consider youth a time of freedom and joy. It’s probably because they have forgotten their own.

Nothing has been purchased more dearly than the little bit of reason and sense of freedom which now constitutes our pride.

Education is an admirable thing, but it is well to remember from time to time that nothing that is worth knowing can be taught.

In the day of prosperity be joyful, but in the day of adversity consider.

The measure of a life, after all, is not its duration, but its donation.

Great is truth, but still greater, from a practical point of view, is silence about truth. By simply not mentioning certain subjects… totalitarian propagandists have influenced opinion much more effectively than they could have by the most eloquent denunciations.

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.

There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.

He who learns but does not think, is lost! He who thinks but does not learn is in great danger.

We must distinguish between speaking to deceive and being silent to be reserved.

As for gun control advocates, I have no hope whatever that any facts whatever will make the slightest dent in their thinking – or lack of thinking.

The intersection of law, politics, and technology is going to force a lot of good thinking.

‚Thursday‘ is a conceptual album. Whatever that situation was, I spent the whole album focusing on that situation.

Darn the wheel of the world! Why must it continually turn over? Where is the reverse gear?

Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.

I’m reflective only in the sense that I learn to move forward. I reflect with a purpose.

You hesitate to stab me with a word, and know not – silence is the sharper sword.

I still live, I still think: I still have to live, for I still have to think.

A life of leisure and a life of laziness are two things. There will be sleeping enough in the grave.

Fondly we think we honor merit then, When we but praise ourselves in other men.

Dissents speak to a future age.

I think a lot of people, including me, clammed up when a civilian asked about battle, about war. It was fashionable. One of the most impressive ways to tell your war story is to refuse to tell it, you know. Civilians would then have to imagine all kinds of deeds of derring-do.

Give thy thoughts no tongue.

As the eagle was killed by the arrow winged with his own feather, so the hand of the world is wounded by its own skill.

Let us be silent, that we may hear the whispers of the gods.

Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try!

It is a great piece of folly to attempt to make anything out of my early life.

I seated ugliness on my knee, and almost immediately grew tired of it.

Now I realize that from ’72 through to about ’76, I was the ultimate rock star. I couldn’t have been more rock star.

Remember that children, marriages, and flower gardens reflect the kind of care they get.

One can find so many pains when the rain is falling.

Have you ever thought how humiliating and distressing it was to be placed upon a sphere? For friendship it is a boon never to be able to be further apart than the antipodes. But suppose that you are leaving together to go on and on; it is impossible. To go beyond a certain point is to return to where you began.

Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future.

I always say this about my music, and music in general: Music is like a time capsule. Each album reflects what I’m going through or what’s going on in my life at that moment.

Speech is human, silence is divine, yet also brutish and dead: therefore we must learn both arts.

I’ve often stood silent at a party for hours listening to my movie idols turn into dull and little people.

There are three methods to gaining wisdom. The first is reflection, which is the highest. The second is limitation, which is the easiest. The third is experience, which is the bitterest.

When the mind is empty, silent, when it is in a state of complete negation – which is not blankness, nor the opposite of being positive, but a totally different state in which all thought has ceased – only then is it possible for that which is unnameable to come into being.

I think it’s very important to have a feedback loop, where you’re constantly thinking about what you’ve done and how you could be doing it better.

Each life makes its own immitation of immortality.

At any street corner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face.

We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking. In that race which daily hastens us towards death, the body maintains its irreparable lead.