“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”

“The real price of everything, what everything really costs to the man who wants to acquire it, is the toil and trouble of acquiring it.”

“It is not from the benevolence of the butcher, the brewer, or the baker that we expect our dinner, but from their regard to their own interest.”

“The propensity to truck, barter and exchange one thing for another is common to all men, and to be found in no other race of animals.”

“An ounce of action is worth a ton of theory.”