A human being is all hope and impatience.

One should never direct people towards happiness, because happiness too is an idol of the market-place. One should direct them towards mutual affection. A beast gnawing at its prey can be happy too, but only human beings can feel affection for each other, and this is the highest achievement they can aspire to.

Oh, how hard it is to part with power! This one has to understand.

In our village, folks say God crumbles up the old moon into stars.

Any fool can bomb a train, but just try sorting out the mess.

We are so attached to the earth, and yet we are incapable of holding onto it.

Let your memory be your travel bag.