I have no idea what's awaiting me, or what will happen when this all ends. For the moment I know this: there are sick people and they need curing.

To insure the adoration of a theorem for any length of time, faith is not enough, a police force is needed as well.

I hope the dogs don't bark tonight. I always think it's mine

At the age of 40, having ordered meat very rare in restaurants all his life, he realized he actually liked it medium and not at all rare.

Existence is illusory and it is eternal.

As for those whose role it is to love us - I mean, relatives and in-laws (what a word)- It's a different tune. They find the right word, but it's usually the one that wounds.

Thinking of the future, establishing aims for oneself, having preferences-all this presupposes a belief in freedom, even if one occasionally ascertains that one doesn't feel it.