In order to understand the world, one has to turn away from it on occasion.
Every act of rebellion expresses a nostalgia for innocence and an appeal to the essence of being.
It takes time to live. Like any work of art, life needs to be thought about.
In Holland, everyone is an expert in painting and in tulips.
The mind's deepest desire, even in its most elaborate operations, parallels man's unconscious feeling in the face of his universe: it is an insistence upon familiarity, an appetite for clarity.
To live is to hurt others, and through others, to hurt oneself. Cruel earth! How can we manage not to touch anything? To find what ultimate exile?