Some men do think I’m a psycho bunny-boiler.

Men’s actions are too strong for them. Show me a man who has acted, and who has not been the victim and slave of his action.

People wonder aloud about whether I am an okay mother. That is obviously painful because it’s so important to me. It’s hard to hear that people think I’m not a capable mother and a good person, that they just think I’m nuts.

There are more things to alarm us than to harm us, and we suffer more often in apprehension than reality.

I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.

Every spirit makes its house, and we can give a shrewd guess from the house to the inhabitant.

If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark. Dark would be without meaning.

The wise are wise only because they love. The fool are fools only because they think they can understand love.

I would warn you that I do not attribute to nature either beauty or deformity, order or confusion. Only in relation to our imagination can things be called beautiful or ugly, well-ordered or confused.

The darkness is really out there. It’s not something that’s in my head, just. It’s in my work because it’s in the world.

I guess it’s flattering that everyone believed I was those characters, but it also is dehumanizing.

The truth is that all men having power ought to be mistrusted.

The power of accurate observation is commonly called cynicism by those who have not got it.

I’m fascinated by the fact that we can’t grasp anything about time.

I never set out to be weird. It was always other people who called me weird.

Because of its phantom nature, and despite elaborate defense mechanisms, the ego is very vulnerable and insecure, and it sees itself as constantly under threat. This, by the way, is the case even if the ego is outwardly very confident.

Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

The invariable mark of wisdom is to see the miraculous in the common.

There are so many men and women who hold no distinctive positions but whose contribution towards the development of society has been enormous.

We think that the world is a solid, vivid place, full of shape and colour and solid objects like this table and this microphone and so on, but we actually create that in our heads out of the bits of information that hit the back of our eyeballs or hit our eardrums or hit our tongues or whatever.

In the consciousness of the truth he has perceived, man now sees everywhere only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence and loathing seizes him.

Men are moved by two levers only: fear and self interest.

A celebrated people lose dignity upon a closer view.

The quietly pacifist peaceful always die to make room for men who shout.

The beautiful seems right by force of beauty, and the feeble wrong because of weakness.

The Christian resolution to find the world ugly and bad has made the world ugly and bad.

All art is at once surface and symbol. Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril. Those who read the symbol do so at their peril. It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors. Diversity of opinion about a work of art shows that the work is new, complex and vital.

The truth may be out there, but lies are inside your head.

The eye of a human being is a microscope, which makes the world seem bigger than it really is.

Men can only be happy when they do not assume that the object of life is happiness.

Men often oppose a thing merely because they have had no agency in planning it, or because it may have been planned by those whom they dislike.

It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.

When the sword is once drawn, the passions of men observe no bounds of moderation.

Beauty is also submitted to the taste of time, so a beautiful woman from the Belle Epoch is not exactly the perfect beauty of today, so beauty is something that changes with time.

America is a friend to the people of Iraq. Our demands are directed only at the regime that enslaves them and threatens us. When these demands are met, the first and greatest benefit will come to Iraqi men, women and children.

If you change and adapt your persona, you are seen as inauthentic; if you stay the angry young man, you fade from attention or seem tiresome.

Long before history began we men have got together apart from the women and done things. We had time.

An error does not become truth by reason of multiplied propagation, nor does truth become error because nobody sees it.

But men are men; the best sometimes forget.

Really, I have to laugh because there was a whole set of stories that made me sound like the Dragon Lady, you know, ‚tough this and tough that.‘ Then there is this business about ‚gooey.‘ The bottom line is I am a pragmatic idealist.

Men have a respect for scholarship and learning greatly out of proportion to the use they commonly serve.

People only see what they are prepared to see.

Men ought either to be indulged or utterly destroyed, for if you merely offend them they take vengeance, but if you injure them greatly they are unable to retaliate, so that the injury done to a man ought to be such that vengeance cannot be feared.

Men cannot not live by exchanging articles, but producing them. They live by work not trade.

If you believe that feeling bad or worrying long enough will change a past or future event, then you are residing on another planet with a different reality system.

Men must live and create. Live to the point of tears.

Faith indeed tells what the senses do not tell, but not the contrary of what they see. It is above them and not contrary to them.

Optimism means better than reality; pessimism means worse than reality. I’m a realist.

Most men are individuals no longer so far as their business, its activities, or its moralities are concerned. They are not units but fractions.

Rocks and waters, etc., are words of God, and so are men. We all flow from one fountain Soul. All are expressions of one Love.

Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.

The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.

I think there’s more women that watch me than men, but I don’t look at myself as just a minister to women. My ministry began that way, but I really feel like the Word of God is for everybody.

I have to be seen to be believed.

Many people find the universe confusing – it’s not.

Sometimes I wonder if I’m as famous for my wheelchair and disabilities as I am for my discoveries.

There are three kinds of men. The one that learns by reading. The few who learn by observation. The rest of them have to pee on the electric fence for themselves.

Rhetoric is the art of ruling the minds of men.

But to me nothing – the negative, the empty – is exceedingly powerful.

Men create gods after their own image, not only with regard to their form but with regard to their mode of life.

No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist.