You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don't count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it's made out of. Nothin else.

Don't think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It's self-conscious and anything self-concious is lousy. You can't try to do things. You simply must do things.

There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and be healed, to have despaired and have recovered.

To understand the future, one must first understand the past.