I hadn't understood how days could be both long and short at the same time: long to live through, maybe, but so drawn out that they ended up flowing into one another. They lost their names. Only 'yesterday' and 'tomorrow' still had any meaning for me.

Myths are made for the imagination to breath life into them.

A lot of jobs don't allow you to be who you are. There is dignity in work only when it is work freely accepted.

The society based on production is only productive, not creative.

In order to exist, man must rebel, but rebellion must respect the limits that it discovers in itself - limits where minds meet, and in meeting, begin to exist.

It would be unjust, and moreover Utopian, for Shakespeare to direct the shoemakers' union. But it would be equally disastrous forthe shoemakers' union to ignore Shakespeare.

False judges are held up in the world's admiration and I alone know the true ones.