The human consciousness is really homogeneous. There is no complete forgetting, even in death.

Design in art, is a recognition of the relation between various things, various elements in the creative flux. You can't invent a design. You recognize it, in the fourth dimension. That is, with your blood and your bones, as well as with your eyes.

The world of men is dreaming, it has gone mad in its sleep, and a snake is strangling it, but it can't wake up.

I can never decide whether my dreams are the result of my thoughts, or my thoughts the result of my dreams.

God is only a great imaginative experience.