My wish for you... is that your skeptic-eclectic brain be flooded with the light of truth.

Let us not forget that violence does not live alone and is not capable of living alone: it is necessarily interwoven with falsehood. Between them lies the most intimate, the deepest of natural bonds. Violence finds its only refuge in falsehood, falsehood its only support in violence. Any man who has once acclaimed violence as his method must inexorably choose falsehood as his principle.

The sole substitute for an experience which we have not ourselves lived through is art and literature.

Justice is conscience, not a personal conscience but the conscience of the whole of humanity. Those who clearly recognize the voice of their own conscience usually recognize also the voice of justice.

If decade after decade the truth cannot be told, each person's mind begins to roam irretrievably. One's fellow countrymen become harder to understand than Martians.

Only the first swath cut by the scythe is difficult.

Generosity is a two-edged virtue for an artist - it nourishes his imagination but has a fatal effect on his routine.